Thoughts of the BrokenA Poem by Death's Poet
She weighed out each word, terrified of what to say
Worrying any wrong word might drive him away "I love you" he said, Oh but was it true? She believed but she worried, as most broken girls do With each moment of quiet her heart stopped to beat Worried one day, her mouth would cause her own defeat With him her heart sang, he gave her wings to fly But she knew once he left, her light would die For every touch from him fixed her cracks He held her in his arms when the world turned their backs She worried, because without him she wouldnt survive For with him, now she knew how it felt to be alive.
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6 Reviews Added on March 22, 2015 Last Updated on March 22, 2015 AuthorDeath's PoetThe Asylum I call my MindAboutWelcome to my poetic diary. I use this website to pour out my emotions and as a creative outlet. I started writing when I was very young and have been in love with it since. I struggle with a lot of d.. more..Writing
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