how much can a heart break?
each time its pieced back
it shatters soon again...
when did it start?
when does it stop?
what do we do?
when we're given the choice,
why do we run?
when all we want is to stay,
where did we learn?
to repay love with pain.
the heart wants what it wants;
how did we become wraiths?
shadows of a passionate race,
each a lonely face,
afraid of love's power,
thus being dead before alive.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
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