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The devil in pink

Broke tour heart in a way I couldn't ever take back.

Broke my own heart in the making of something so beautiful I wish you could whitness.

Broke our hearts in search of peace.

Broke our Hearts by darkness defeat.

A sick mind, an unwell past.

A friend from fields ago, running as kids in and out the sunshine and snow.

He brings me back to tact, to who I am.

Broke my heart trying to move on.

Broke my heart for hoping I'm still that girl.

Broke my heart realising who is missing from this world.

Broke your heart in a way I could never take back.

Broke so many things, I can't admit are in tact.

Broke and alone, crying to my phone.

Broke and alone, crying to my friend.

Broke and alone, trying to mend.

Broke and alone, trying to bend.

Broke by delusions I was fed.

Broke by the devil's wish bed.

Broke our dreams with a liar.

Broke our dreams with a freak.

Broke my heart, broke my mind, broke my life.

Broke what's mine realising in time.

Broke my heart in many way yet it still beats oh so quietly.

Broken thinking of you.

Broken always seeing you.

Broken dreaming of you.

Broken always, always, missing you.

Broken loving you.

Broke us when I never meant to.

Broke my spirit and left it with you.

Broke my closest bond and mourn always what's gone.

Broken in my blaming ways.

Broken in my prideful shames.

Broken in words that was beauty.

Broken not seeing the true reality.

Broken coming alive witnessing these evil lies.

Broken dreaming of running to you.

Broke us so there's nothing I can do.

Broken so I tie my boots.

Broken so I pack our tools.

Broken so I plan the path.

Broken from this whiplash.

Broke up with you to protect you.

Broke us for torture to fall upon us.

Broke us thinking I wasn't what you want.

Broke us not realising how much love we still had.

Broken in jealous rages.

Broken in selfish wages.

Broken in scrapping to get by.

Broken trying not to cry.

Broke us and now my love for a husband dies by your side.

Broke us as I will always Dream to be your wife.

Broken, can't even get the words spoken.

Frozen, repeating the blames.

I want to move away.

Take me and my son away.

I'm looking around, I'm looking around.

I see nothing here for us.

Lord save us... Before the devil comes.
Written by shannonJane (Lost poet - Day dreamer)
Published
Author's Note
No words can explain this feeling inside
Just want my dreams to come alive
Why so much pain
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