How angels lose thier wingsA Poem by "Fanatical Dreamer"They don’t want a broken heart, neither do they want to play the broken hearted role. So they leave their wounded heart in a hidden corner, hoping its healing gradually grows. Keeping away from The Passionate, afraid that their bleeding heart, places a stain on ones appealing clothes. Submissively they sit next to their Heart Breaker’s, hoping to give them a renewal of the heart they once broke. Sometimes this could be their last breath, the breath that breathes for better or for worst. When ones heart is repeatedly taken for granted, their weakness sometimes draws them, to a place, beyond their control... © 2013 "Fanatical Dreamer"Author's Note
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