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4d
Wonder around with a broken Heart everyday
Give us back all the words that we have said
And all the dreams that are shared
The withered vine that traces life
Is but the crushing of the Soul

Once the Sun could shine
And the Roses bloomed in discussion
With the Rains sweet gift
Life was one long summers day

Wonder around with a broken Heart everyday
Can anyone be so cruel
Not to notice that this earth dies screaming
Please forgive broken love
For she is selfish in design
The Heart is but a figment of imagination - perhaps ?
Written by
Darrel Weeks  57/M/UK
(57/M/UK)   
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