O foolish, foolish games!
The horrid pride of broken hearts
The tempest beneath a frozen stare
That tears true loves apart
O foolish, foolish love!
The pounding of a shattered soul
The sorrow behind a frozen smile
That festers in the new-made hole
O wicked, wicked heart!
The curse of crimson passion
The broken life behind a frozen love
In the wake of what we shun
O cruel, unbending fate!
That rends my spirit anew
The pieces of a fallen star
Dashed to death by what we do
O foolish, foolish pride!
The lies and tricks that wound us deep
The pain of what we knew was true
Destroyed by what we choose to keep
O foolish, foolish love!
The wretched loss is all we know
Regret refuses the gap to heal
And from the cut, all hope does flow
O wicked, wicked heart!
The curse of deepest emotion
The tear behind the frozen mask
From this hell we cannot run
O cruel, unbending fate!
That tortures hearts like this
Despair behind the frozen heart
Betrayed by true love's kiss
O foolish, foolish games!
Why cannot true love last?
Why must I leave my heart to bleed
While your love lies frozen fast?
Author notes
A tender heart brings such antagonizing pain to it's bearer... but I would not trade it for all the shallow, easily-healed hearts in the world. A fire burns within me, and though it may scorch my spirit at times like these, it fills my heart and soul with upmost bliss when love chances to fall about me. I am blessed by the most beautiful, painful curse.
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Mt Sister...this is a song of the soul...a deep moan of the tender heart. I felt every word so deeply. I am impressed as well to ask...WHY? Tis a mystery dear one. My love and healing to you Sweety.
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Blessed be, my dear sister. You are a constant source of comfort and healing for me. May you always be blessed for it. Much love, dearest.
S
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