Tossed away like trash,
broken like glass,
my heart is in pieces.
I try my best to put it back together,
nothing can stay the same forever.
it's worn and old,
something i want you to hold.
my heart, only for you.
there's nothing more i can give,
but this last rose that helped me live,
a life that can only be told,
by song and storys i never wrote.
here i wait for you,
out in the cold, out in the heat,
for you to take me into this rythme this beat,
that you call your heart.
Crimson-Valkyrie · Tue Nov 21, 2006 @ 02:57am · 1 Comments
