My mind now spins
My soul now swirls
In those floral winds
of your rosy curls

which blew me away
like an empty tray
after stealing my eyes
and the love inside
the mind which bathed
you with beauty and praise

Now blood escapes the holes
left by the claws, which stole
my love-safe and left me
betrayed, quite sad, Leigh
For you were the oxygen
I chose to breathe, back then

So as my soul still pains
from tattoos which paint
My ribs with your remains
I will cut myself and be drained

Of, every drop which you gave
and drove into my veins
before it drips into your grave
Make you rise and grab my hands
Before we run into a cave
And break morals and chains. Again