Broken pieces fall like emotions
As she looks through the windows of you
Memories mixed with future potions
Not knowing if she can trust anew
She speaks of love, tenderly pure
But lays within her room all alone
Thinking on how much she does endure
Left with sadness to deal on her own
Breaking, shattered, broken too
What do you expect from her soul weak?
As she longs to mend, never you
Will caress the hands of beauty's treat
I love the way she sways every day
And her broken wings now soar freely
If you were mine, I'd clear clouds gray
And I'd love you for eternity
-poeticweaver
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a great band by the way. great poem expressing love.



exactly what this is reminding me of. You wrote this beautifully!!! Just amazing...






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