A broken heart;
There must be a start?
Who committed the crime,
Took away your time?
Are the effects long while,
How long till you smile?
Will the freedom go to your head,
Or weigh you down, heavy as led?
A torn heart, what fame,
Whose there to blame?
Is it their breach of trust,
Or your mistreatment and rust?
How long will it take,
To put on the brake?
To make a happy face,
To finish the race?
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- -. '. '. '. ^. I feel cheated,. been defeated,. my heart is weeping,. it says in my name,. I'm meant to be the thief,. stealing others hearts,. not the other way round,. I've been thinking,.
Maybe my heart is fragile. Like a box full of glass. Because everyone I've ever loved. Remains only in my past. I'm not sure what love is. And probably never will. I thought it was something magical.
Who would want a heart like mine. It's been broken so many times. Scars that will never heal. Cynicism beyond its years. A heart that needs to love but falls for the wrong person every time.
A dream lost A dream forgotten Follow your heart Or you'll feel rotten Heart or head. Which will you choose. But then who's there to break the news.
There's an illness seeping through my skin. A reckless torture brewing within. They say it's the result of my pursued life of sin. A feeling is missing from my wasteful existence.
Let it be Chains were binding me Holding me back I remember what you said One day love will find you Break those chains that bind you I believe that's still true But you were my love I gave you...
What's the point of talking. Is it because I am the one who is walking. What's the point of flowers. Is it because now I am quiet for hours. What's the point of kissing.
My heart is covered over, With the finest sheen of ice, Nothing ever will break through, It sets the highest price.
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