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Broken World, Broken Hearts

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I see your face, and time stands still.
I loved you and I always will.
But you were hurt because of me.
And so we may never be.
Unless love changes eternity.

And still then I will always see,

A broken world.
With broken hearts.
Love’s cruel joke, and bloody arts.
That which an angel’s touch can’t end.
That which words of the closest friend,
can’t mend.
Only love can heal my broken heart.

Picking up your pieces, is how I spent my days,
wondering if things will ever be the same.
The love our friendship soon became,
the days I heard you calling my name.
Without the pain, the suffering, the shame.
Before you met her and got lost in this game.

But I will forever blame,

A broken world.
With broken hearts.
Love’s cruel joke, and bloody arts.
That which an angel’s touch can’t end.
That which words of the closest friend,
can’t mend.
Only love can heal my broken heart.

I know I’m younger than I seem,
but three years isn’t that extreme.
I’ll sing and write and act for you,
No matter what it puts me through.
As long as I know you’re love is true,
If, my love, you only knew,
All that I can really do,

In this,

Broken world.
With broken hearts.
Love’s cruel joke, and bloody arts.
That which an angel’s touch can’t end.
That which words of the closest friend,
can’t mend.
Only love can heal my broken heart.

I turn to you, I know not why,
my tears fall with the cloud gray sky.
You never do more than sigh,
as you soon begin to cry,

Because you know how I feel,
you know the pain inside is real,
your broken heart you do conceal,
you know that it will never heal.

Because no one has ever loved you back,
all the hearts are dark and black,
split down the middle with a crack,
a sign of young love’s brutal attack.

Only love can heal a broken heart,
But all the hearts have been split apart.

Just know that I am here for you.
Though broken hearts I cannot glue,
despite my pain, I’ll see you through,
and do everything that I can do,
because in a,

Broken world.
With broken hearts.
Love is cruel, and pain is art.
Through bloody tears
and heartaches true.
Just know that I am,
here for you.
This is by far one of my most favourite poems I've ever written...

I think.

Thus far anyways.
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gabsterelf's avatar
wow
idk if i can describe how great that was