Broken Heart
You broke my heart
After I broke yours
You ripped my soul
And crushed my dreams
To dust and I took the fall
I would do anything for you
Give anything for you
And yet it means nothing
to you
We go about our days
Day after day
Like strangers in a big city
And as weeks turn to months
I cry for you constantly
My dreams are crowded
With the images of your face
With the feel of your arms
Around me, keeping me safe
All thats left of you now
Are broken memories
That can never be replaced
That can never go away
Or even be erased
Tears spill down my cheeks
My heart cracks with sadness
The darkness creeps around me
It starts to surround me
Taking whatever happiness
Pulling me down in to blackness
Felling nothing but loneliness
How could it have come to this!
How could it have come to this...
This broken heart when somehow mended
Will be forever scarred and bended
The emptiness never to be blended
Thinking how I could have and did
What I should have and didn't instead
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