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Brianne Rose Feb 2015
It's like a Bird without Wings,
It's like a Singer who can't Sing,
It's like a Painter who can't See,
It's like a Poet without their Pencil,
A Songwriter without their Guitar,
It's like a Teens worst Nightmare.
Written several years back...
Criticism Welcome
Brianne Rose Feb 2015
He Promised me we'd be together,
He Promised me Forever,
But now that he let go,
He can't seem to leave me alone,

He let me go,
to chase after another,
But for some reason,
He couldn't leave me alone.

For that I wish I could tell him to stop,
Tell him to listen,
Listen to my pain,
To see my tears glisten.

The misery and chaos he created,
He doesn't even know about,
He left for another woman,

"Am I not good enough?
Am I not right?
What about me did you dislike?"

He looked at me like I had grown a second head,
then left me, like an animal for dead.
I now watch as he weaves and spins,
threading new lies at his every whim.

Sometimes I long for an embrace,
A whisper in my ear,
But as I watch him flirt and play,
I am glad that it is not He that I hold dear,

For inside I am Broken,
But as my window pane of glass cracks, and grows fragile,
I think to myself,
"I may be Broken,
But it is He who is shattered."
Based on a Real Life event.
Criticism welcome.
Brianne Rose Feb 2015
One window is all I need,
To see what the future will be,
To become the hidden me,
For a trip to the heart,
To see myself for who I am,
And be happy with myself.
Brianne Rose Feb 2015
Rain comes in quietly,
         Like a cat walking,
It follows the dark clouds,
        Making people run.

Somewhere in the sky,
        A voice calls,
Then as quietly as it comes it leaves,
        Leaving people to consider if it ever happened.
Brianne Rose Feb 2015
Hear me and listen well,
Far Far from Heaven have you fell,
On wings, torn and strewn,
Slowly but surely, together again they can be sewn,
And back up in the Heaven you shall fly,
With all the Angels in the sky
just a random i made, Enjoy!
Brianne Rose Feb 2015
Speak not but words of Death,
For only deceased ears will listen,
As you sing unto thee,
The Melody of Darkness
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