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Broken Strings
A broken heart left dangling on broken strings
Floating through the darkness, remembering better things.
A warm caress, a loving glance, a softly whispered word.
A broken heart on broken strings searching for the light
Floating through the darkness, slowly losing the will to fight
To fight for love when love is lost, a truely desperate plight.
A broken heart on broken strings lost amidst the pain
Floating through the darkness, wanting to feel again.
To fight for love when love is lost, scorching acid rain
A broken heart on broken strings, a sorry sight to see
Floating through the darkness, this heart belongs to me
I fought for love when love was lost, and now I see the truth
That love is like a loaded gun, and the trigger was pulled by you.
A broken heart on broken strings, giving up the light
Floating through the darkness, embracing an endless night.
To fight for love when love is lost, I truely am a fool.
Floating through the darkness, remembering better things.
A warm caress, a loving glance, a softly whispered word.
A broken heart on broken strings searching for the light
Floating through the darkness, slowly losing the will to fight
To fight for love when love is lost, a truely desperate plight.
A broken heart on broken strings lost amidst the pain
Floating through the darkness, wanting to feel again.
To fight for love when love is lost, scorching acid rain
A broken heart on broken strings, a sorry sight to see
Floating through the darkness, this heart belongs to me
I fought for love when love was lost, and now I see the truth
That love is like a loaded gun, and the trigger was pulled by you.
A broken heart on broken strings, giving up the light
Floating through the darkness, embracing an endless night.
To fight for love when love is lost, I truely am a fool.
Published 12th Jun 2015
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12th Jun 2015 12:25pm
I like the way you carried the beginnings of the first and second lines throughout the poem. I don't think you need the fourth line on verse 4 unless that was done intentionally. Good intentions in this poem, I can see that, but I would like to see a few fresher images. Over all a fine effort!
12th Jun 2015 12:30pm
It was intentional lol I thought about adding another verse to put it in but I couldn't think of anything that would fit what I was trying to say. But I'm glad you liked it. Thanks for the feedback. I appreciate it.
12th Jun 2015 11:42pm
