Taken, Token.

Please let me send a token of my appreciation in place of this heart.
Unwise and unkind words were the alarm clock for my slumber away from clear thought.
So gullible and believable, I know now what I have always.

IQ numbers mean nothing when standing against a pheromone attack on the brain.
Scents triggering an attack on the hormone glands,
hormones hijacked into war fare, numbing reality and lucid perception.
Feelings, nothing but a chemical imbalance.

Your Y can never comprehend our side of nature's puppet play in its master plan.
You want to spread, while we were made for trapping.
The only thing to which we can relate, it doesn't matter which body.
Mother nature drives me to insanity with her constant pull at my insides
Twisting, turning, uncomfortableness and day-dreaming emotions.

But you, my prince, awoke my sleeping beauty into the world of reality.
No more ghastly, ghostly feelings,
Never more to be blinded by sticks and stones.
Only spite born clear head awaken from repetitive history

Shoot the arrow that only pierces and bleeds this heart 'o mine
I choose to hang myself on this cross,
resurrected I will be in familiar territory whose map I can read.
So, take this token, not my heart.

<3Dil