 Along the stream under the cruel falls
Along the stream under the cruel falls
Amist the thick forest my broken heart calls
Entangled in thorns bruised and worse
Yet my bitter past I never want to lose
Each time I begin to relate my story
The story full of cracks n crushes along
With flame in my gaze n Ice in my veins
Yet my heart beats warm for the life it gains
Frowning in tears I only weep to God
Noone will see this beautiful face so odd
I thought I'm real but this world made me fake
Is there a way I would live for my sake?
Wanting to escape from this dark place
Even my memories should not leave a trace
Who will admire me like a piece of art
And do the best to mend my broken heart
Monday, December 28, 2009
Mending A Broken Heart.....
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