Broken Hands
Broken hands,
Broken hearts.
Bleeding wrists
And scarred arms.
Wasted tears,
So much pain.
Too much love
And I'm to blame.
Tear-stained pillows,
Silent cries.
Too many memories
And sleepless nights.
Music turned on,
Feelings turned off.
A heart filled with love
Yet it's never enough.
Copyright © Palen Drew | Year Posted 2015
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