This all came to be
Was I a fool to think
That you once loved me?
Your actions seemed true
You said the right words
The whispers of promise
Was all that I heard
My spirit now shaky
My heart aches with pain
Empty without you
Nothing's the same
The tears won’t come
No more to be shed
Not looking anymore
For something that’s dead
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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