Paper hearts and plastic scars.

The truth is that I cared,
Even the ice queen has a heart,
Your smile held a thousand lies,
Your words sweet poison.

If I say the magic words would you appear?
Back into the lion’s den,
A fool’s errand.

Imprisoned by my thoughts,
You thought you owned me,
Who is the man that I call jailer?
I designed the prison.

Let me tell you the truth,
You cannot own something you never had.
The key to my freedom lies in the palm of my hands.

The definition of madness is repeating the same thing,
Over and over again,
After all, we’re all just children deluding ourselves.
Congratulations, you just played yourself.

Sweet dreams Jester.

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