Broken dreams
Broken dreams
Are all that remain
I smile outside
To cover the pain
While inside
I hold to a memory
Wishing
You were here with me
But I awake
To find I’m still alone
I try to call
You are never at home
I need
You here to make me complete
But
Broken dreams
Are all I can keep
1982 / 2012

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Bridge
PoésieWhat happens when all the talking has stopped? When the love is there but hidden? When the bridge crumbles?