Forsaken

by habitualthinker   Oct 9, 2007


Lost hellos and last goodbyes
that rainy day, i felt i died
tears of love, the broken kind
sadness fills, left dreams behind

curtains close and last call sedates
so tired of words, so tired of debates
ache to feel, it's the only way i know
cut to the bone, shards start the flow

ceased hearts and lost beats
broken promises and wet streets
from one to another, it's all i can take
as my knees give out, i watch myself break
with misery my witness...
my hope i forsake...

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