Colonial Rule
I was left in the colonial rule
Of your heart
That everytime I saw you
I cited for more power
That this greed of love
Propelled me to be Macbeth
Avenging my sorrow
By crushing and murdering dreams
And hopes that we once saw together
I fought and became the sovereign leader of hearts today
Only I forgot to bind those heartstrings as one.
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