The price of love..

The price of love..

A Poem by funeralmoon

ahh.. the emptiness of what is and was

all the pain i received, all because

i let you in and you broke me apart

now im left alone with my excuse for a heart

all because i let you in

and i rolled the dice

i played the game

and i paid the price

now im like a bird with no wings

im without a song to sing

for why do you sing

when there is no hope

how do you deal with this

when you dont want to cope

with the thoughts of an empty heart

with a wandering soul

how i made you my life

and i ended up lost

without a song to sing

how i thought i knew the cost

and how you cost me everything

 

© 2009 funeralmoon


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That was really nice ,I just love your choice of words and playing on them
I especially loved these lines..
I let you in ,rolled the dice and payed the price
and like a bird with no wings ,I am without a song to sing
for you dont sing if with no hope ,I made you my life
and I end up lost without a song to sing..
lovely words ..
lovely write

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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That was really nice ,I just love your choice of words and playing on them
I especially loved these lines..
I let you in ,rolled the dice and payed the price
and like a bird with no wings ,I am without a song to sing
for you dont sing if with no hope ,I made you my life
and I end up lost without a song to sing..
lovely words ..
lovely write

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well this is very well done, packed with true emotions and interesting insights on broken hearts.
I like the rhyming scheme of this poem, and the flow of it too.
Good write.



Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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We can only erase words, but not our past. I am a minimalist, who loves writing, painting, and nature. I write what I feel because it is a good outlet to channel my emotions through. I feel like.. more..

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