Sweet Broken Dream
Lexi
23 Sep, 2015 06:15 PMTis not better to have loved and lost, To have never known love, I'd pay the cost. The love that once fueled my passion and desire, Has now burnt out, there's no flame to my fire. Through these veins my blood runs red, A million tears that I have shed. Oh broken heart, Sweet broken dream. Oh cherished memory... To you I cling. For eternity I lay, A prisoner in dismay.
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Post a Comment03 Apr, 2018 12:38 AM
Excellent poem that sadly captures it all. Thanks.