Clay
I carry that day in my silent heart, The day everything broke apart, Run away, Why did I ever run away? I carry that day in my silent heart, The day everything broke apart. Wish I could have had the chance to stay, I feel as if I'm made of clay, No soul left to harbor, As memories of life grow harder to remember, I carry that day in my silent heart, The day everything broke apart, Silence, My heart can't keep beating, Silence, Can you hear my breathing? Run away, Why did I ever run away? I carry that day in my silent heart, The day everything broke apart, There's no hidden truth left to claim, I've left you all the same. Will you remember this body of clay, And how she lived, how she survived? I carry that day in my silent heart, The day everything broke apart, Will you remember this body of clay, Even after everyone's forgotten? I wish hearts didn't have to be broken, But there's no hidden truth left to claim, I've left you all the same.
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Equal Parts Soul and Heart: The Collection
PoetryThis is a collection of poems that I have written. I hope you enjoy them. I poured my heart and soul into them.