Hearts
Hearts are meant to be broken,So why are they meant at all,
I gave mine as an token,
It ended up shattered in a fall,
So why did I give my heart,
Only to be picked apart,
What was I thinking then,
Or rather what was I drinking when,
I handed it to you,
As you just threw it away,
Still there is no blame,
That I give to your name,
It is always the same,
My heart is hard to tame,
It is not a arrow's aim,
Hitting the target won't bring you fame,
It is a deed of shame,
By Breaking my heart again,
Poetry by Paurocks
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Written on 2011-07-30 at 08:30
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