Tale Of A Broken Heart

There are worse things than death, like a broken heart
This tale I tell I know not where to start
The day started out gloomy already
But the feeling of life I tried to keep steady
But the call of a tearful conformity
Became a situation quite shitty
But what came next is even more painful
And the feel of the moment made it more strainful
When I heard that I had no lover
It was almost I could read his mind, “shove her”
A heart destroyed by someone careless from hell
And now that is just the prologue of this story I tell
It was an unbreakable love, two people lasting forever
But it was unsure, was this what they really wanted, to be together?
I wanted it more than anything in the world after that
But was he sure of it, he said he felt like a used door mat
He said he wanted more to come next
Something I couldn’t give him, which he wrote in a text
My world shattered and fell to the floor
And I know it was a feeling he will glore
So finding another is so unreal
And life without him now seeming so surreal
While all are clasped and spayed
These memories will never fade
Of how i used to think him right
And i will be left out of sight
So if anyone says about their broken heart
Remember about where it will all start

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-harley-