by
amy r.
Member since:
September 1, 2006
Poem - Beating Heart
October 16, 2009 11:29 PM EDT
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Ripped my beating heart from my chest! Still feel the scar under my breast. The tears have stained my cheeks, burned the blue from my eyes. There you were in the blink of an eye. Your golden hair has been ripped from memory. I still want to hold you endlessly. My cheeks are scarred as I fall upon your memory, bittersweet symphony...
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Comments: 22
-R.
Your lover was not Johnny Rotten
Scarred cheeks - your face I thunk?
Get a new man - he'll soon be forgotten