Cracked
Theres no life in my broken heart,
Theres no finish line once I start.
Digging for that love,
Tying love letters to the feet of a dove.
I never once thought,
That with you my heart shall fought.
My trust goes far,
But grows as fast as sinking tar.
I watch myself go down,
Making my life look as if a clown.
Untill the better day,
That I finally decided to get away.
Lighting struck my pain,
Ridding them with it's flames.
There was no life in my broken heart,
There was no hope in my mindless art.
Till the day I see my dream,
Is the day I refuse to phene.
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