Blue bells of Valentines
Red lines of twine
My cupid has resigned
To a depressed rest
In the treasure chest
Locked below my breasts
You’ve hidden the only key
Among rose petals beneath your tree
That curves with your gleaming crescents
Beaming smiles for my constant anti-depressant
I hear the grave tolling of the blue bells
The melancholy and lonely its notes foretells
Trapping my heart in its musical cell
Guess I’ll play my forlorn tune
And linger in this gloomy cocoon
Hoping that full moons get faded soon
Neither is it Valentines but since life is absurd according to KI, I shall try to be as ridiculous as possible in order to make sense of it.
"I could not bear to see your heart broken, so I cracked your skull open"
that would make an awesome Joker quote. Teehee