It is you

by smile   Jun 16, 2006


It beats a rythem,
To which my heart can't contend.
A song of death,
Where my broken heart sees the end.

It dances a sequence,
To which my body can't control,
A movement of death,
Where my broken heart falls through the hole.

It moves in a way,
My blinded eyes can't see.
A motion of death,
Which my broken heart will always be.

It opens the door,
To which i can't enter,
A room of death,
Where your broken heart holds the hidden answer.

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  • 17 years ago

    by chris

    Smile ( P ) at 2006-06-19

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  • 17 years ago

    by olivia

    Wow!! cute poem... very true...
    keep it up... i really liked the opening....
    olivia

  • 17 years ago

    by Lithium

    Where your broken heart holds the hidden answer.

    beautiful line, sounds liek ur sayign that somethign good can come oput of the most tradjic end, great job xox sam

  • 17 years ago

    by CourtneyLouxxx

    Very well done!!!
    ty for all your comments

  • 17 years ago

    by Sourav

    Nice poem... very well written... It's short but strong!

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