Broken Hearts Lie In Your Wake
Broken hearts lie in your wake
From the conquests that you make
From the promises you fake
Broken hearts lie in your wake
Broken love lies at your feet
You entice with tasty treat
Make impossible retreat
Broken love lies at your feet
Broken needs lie at your door
Faces of those wanting more
Those who thought love was in store
Broken needs lie at your door
Broken dreams lie in your hand
Your love trickled through like sand
Every wish seemed noble, grand
Broken dreams lie in your hand
Forgiveness anoints your head
For parts of you that lie dead
For your twisted heart has bled
Forgiveness anoints your head
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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