Broken Melody
Broken pottery with
verses that carry screams
leather than
sounds of melody
makes my heart heavy
with sorrow try to
change the tune but the
always find a way to make
echos in the hills of my
mind
As sit alone in loud silence
with thoughts endless like
tomorrow only chatter
I get is from a clock on
the wall & at night sounds
of Crickets wish me good night
With troubled aheart like a newly
born un Pacified by it's mother's
milk only embraced by the cold
like a cock at dawn with crys
in the air but the sun seems to
never rise
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