![]() Broken RecordA Poem by Forgotten
You yell at me,
I apologise through the clouded tears, Each day the same, My life is a broken record. My confused words land on innocent ears, Each one scratching your heart, Scratching the record, Each day the same, Your life trapped in a broken record. Your soul bleeds, My arrogance bruises your emotions, Your free to escape, Yet you stagger injured looking for hope in this broken record. © 2012 ForgottenAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorForgottenGloucestershire, Stroud, United KingdomAboutMy real name is John-Paul Crawford, I do voluntary work at Stroud FM and hopefully after my training will be allowed my own slot on air. Writing takes up most of my time, I'm always trying to better m.. more..Writing
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