CHASING SHADOWS

ROTTEN By what primogeniture do you come to inherit my heart For you're only a sojourner who seeks solace in a loner But though l have lambasted you a couple of times You've turned to a jester in the presence of the sovereign ruler Running around in circles as if we're playing tarot Both our hearts have been raptured into billion pieces and tossed in a cauldron So with which hearts do we boast that we can love For both of us have been embraced by apathy Times without number have we tried to restore the love The love which we once gave away but was fractured Can two broken hearts heal each other Can we both help each other abate this pain I doubt... It's all chasing shadows ROTTEN