Broken by love
Shattered by tears
Scorched with fright
Burned with fear
Broken down
No escape now
Love is gone
The end is now
Tears are near
Too blured to see
Trickel down my face
Like neddles they puncture me
Fear tears my every move
Every time i get close to someone new
Burned with the past
Afraid to move on
But i will rise above
And i will...
Eventually move on
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Comments
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Well, I like the hope at the end, thank you for this entry




