Japanese Ultra-Violence in D-Minor

Your words fell
Heavy from poison lips.
Whose tips that I,
Once kissed.
A long time ago,
Before lifes paths filled
With obstacles.

In silence,
We two became one
But not for long
And all because
It made sense
When I was young and stupid

Now all at once am I
Grounded by
Your memory

But memories play tricks on me

Take over now.
Satisfied,
You might as well
Stay home.