Quiet contemplation fills
the heart that thinks of
more then the obvious.
Heartache has meaning
and the pain is a simple
long believing sacrifice.
in the silence, dreams
lie in simple contempt
The makers of sorrow.
Crushing, Raping and
stealing all thoughts all
hopes of tommorow
What the heart knows
is the one thing you
never could hold onto.
The sweetness you left
love, you turned away.
reasons red, now so blue.
That it was there was a lie,
An honest emotion stolen
by a small innocent fear.
Could you hold now, what
you left so sad, so broken
Can you kiss away tears?
A heart will always wait in
silent comprehension for it
knows what has been lost.
The bearer will seek no one
She will wait forever, always
a heart will know, no cost.
No vow of words can speak
beyond the pain lost love
can pronounce so clearly
Love holds onto nothing lest
a heart or a smile, it holds
nothing but what it holds dearly.
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