She forms a luminous smile,
Beautiful and worth while.
Eyes smiling too,
That exquisite girl is you.

A broken heart cannot be fixed,
Sitting on the edge of despair,
Crying out for love and warmth,
Every would implanted, every tear.
Every day it hurts deep inside,
Knowing you're gone tears aggressively at my will,
A major piece of me has magically vanished,
As I gradually become ill.
A broken heart has endless questions,
Bland serentiy embodies me,
I make an effort to form a deformed smile,
I'm permanently heartbroken, you see.

A heart that is pure,
Will be forever more.
A symbol of cleanliness and love,
Lies the color white, from above.
Friendship and trust,
With never a fuss.
Glory and unity,
For numerous opportunities.
Happiness excells,
With riviting stories to tell.
A heart so bright,
Deeply reflects the color white.

What has nature come to?
This weather can't be true.
Don't you realize this is affected,
Mother nature is disconnected.
Where are the flowers?
When will it shower?
This very weather,
Deluded as a gnome,
This disgraceful feeling,
I would never call home.

"Help, help!"
Cried a boy in the wings,
Beaten and bruised by his father,
"A broken heart cannot be fixed," he sings.
Through his tears of mental agony and torture,
He takes a gander at the long black whip,
When he counts to three it will be alright,
He shivers with trembling lips.
On the count of one,
He stares at him with interrogating eyes,
On the count of two,
He says his last goodbyes.
On the count of three,
He's no longer here,
His soul peacefully rests with God,
As he sheds one last tear.

Please don't change just for me,
Let me discover your true personality.
I'll accept you nomatter what,
So please don't keep your gorgous eyes shut.
Please understand,
I will forever hold your hand.
You've showed your maturity and love for me,
So now please do show me
Your true personality.

You flipped the switch on,
And brought me to life,
Now able to walk past despair,
Clutching my knife...
Cluching my knife,
For defense against my foe,
Walking stealthily past your windows,
Where you would never show.
You would never show...
Your actions seemed morbid to me,
Despite your superiority and intelligence over me,
You never considered anger management,
And for that I'm mortified, you see.