Post by cynder on Dec 26, 2008 18:57:36 GMT -5
Heart broken, a million pieces shattered,
Never to repair
Deep meloncholy welling up, a feeling of
Despair.
Confused with anger, sorrow, and something more
A torrent of tears spills from my eyes
Like a trickle of blood from the wound
As thoughts of you come to mind.
Then at last I raise my head and stare
At the rose you gave me, a symbal of your love
Like me, it's life is withering to nothing
As it's meaning bleeds upon the floor.
Never to repair
Deep meloncholy welling up, a feeling of
Despair.
Confused with anger, sorrow, and something more
A torrent of tears spills from my eyes
Like a trickle of blood from the wound
As thoughts of you come to mind.
Then at last I raise my head and stare
At the rose you gave me, a symbal of your love
Like me, it's life is withering to nothing
As it's meaning bleeds upon the floor.