Ceramic Heart
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I cannot question your love for me
This love is black and white
Of such things I own in vibrancy
I cannot own this sight;
No thought has bound me here to stay, so still all alone
No thought has scarred a love so deep
As the love I call my own;
The fool that I am
Thought you could understand
The pain I feel with you
The fool that I am
Cannot understand
The love I question in truth.