Thursday, 23 February 2012


The heart is a fragile thing.
A simple gesture will
Cause it to shatter
To a million shards.

To you, it's nothing.
Like a breeze blowing past.
To me, it's a hurricane.
A never-ending torrential storm

Wanting to stash it
To one side
Without a second glance,
But I can't.

Bring it back.
Yes, I'm screaming at you.
Give me back
What me I once possessed.

Just let me know
That I can live on.
Just shed some light
On this great mystery.

You broke, you pay.
You broke, you pay.
You broke my heart,
You pay for it.

With your own.

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