The pain,
it talked over the soul,
tearing you apart,
that is it's goal,
It takes your smile,
as it's token,
it takes your happiness,
until you are left heartbroken,
the tears,
they flow like streams,
because your true love,
is only in your dreams,
your breath quickens,
faster like a storm,
because your heart,
feels like it been ripped and torn,
you feel hurt,
you feel torn,
enough to run and hide,
to cry and morn,
because the love is taken,
and the pain is awoken,
and all it has done,
is left me heartbroken.
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My poems
PoetryLife is short. life is long. dont put yourself down for one thing youve done wrong you hate you love you are free like a soaring dove but that dove can stay or that dove can fly away live life with the one u love live life as a soaring dove
