28 January 2013
I hid my heart many years ago, And now you dare to bring it back? I left it somewhere in the snow, Where it has turned ivory black.
I have no need of that thing now, I can breathe once more, If my mind will allow, Yet you still force me into war.
For you gave me my heart, Shall we live the familiar tail of woe, Were we shall surely part? Run now, Oh my sweet John doe.
My Heartless Mind • Opuss № I