I need a better perspective
For this piece to be effective
You had all my loveand tears are what i have
I held your shivering hand;
I bleed like a red one
As i beg for a wand
And use it to bring us back to one
You have broken the lock
And hide my self in some of black
Waiting for you to come back
But you just gave my heart another crack
A box full of colors and hue
I can't descry me and you.
What do you want me to do?
Can't you just give me a clue?
I can't attain a perfect art
By this crusade of broken heartwe patent to be apart.
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Written Spoken Poetry
ŞiirEveryday written spoken poetry and poetry want to read? just continue reading if you want. Poetry is a literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems coll...
