Proud, the harmony in my head
As I lie tired
Tired of life and love
But I can't sleep
But for my broken heart, my broken soul.
A sweet dream that I would have
Would be incredible so
But
There are no dreams for
A broken soul
That never sleeps.
Grinding into my mind is the heartache
Like a ghastly memory does it linger
Such a soundly nuisance.
For I cannot escape the graceful sound
Of a ready lover and friend
Like nails on a chalkboard
This is where I take my leave.
Winding around my finger
So I never forget
But
There are no dreams for
A broken soul
That never sleeps.
A contest entry
- Help Me with this quote, please !!! by Loveandblessings2u.
776 points, ended July 2, 2008, 9 entries
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Thank you so much for entering my contest.
I think you have done a great job using my quote.
Your piece came together really good.
loveandblessings2u & yours always
Joyce
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