Saturday, November 28, 2009

My Bleeding Heart

I am still bleeding in my dreams
Though I have a front
I’m torn at the seams
The love of my life
Whom I held so dear
Ripped my life asunder
In front of my peers
I wish I knew love
The great unknown game
If my love is a dove
It is trapped in her cage
When she broke my heart
My happiness died
No one her knows
All the tears I have cried
She holds the dagger
With stains from my heart
So now I guess that I’ll
Just make a fresh start.

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