Dying Dream

April 13, 2012
A heart of gold
Unbroken and pure
Mine is a n ugly thing
Broken over and over
Put together countless times
Only to be broken again
Love is a broken promise
A lost hope
A dying dream
The repeated pain has numbed me
Making me a hollow shell
My heart still beats
I still fall in love
Only to be kicked when I’ down
The beating grows fainter
All light has been drained
Darkness surrounds
My dying dream

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