Saturday, August 4, 2012

A cruel scheme

A whisper escaped her lips,


He touched her icy finger tips.

She pulled away from his lies,

He was a dream in disguise.

The sugared words were not enough,

She didn’t think it’d be so tough.

She wanted more, a fairy tale,

Her heart lay out to be impaled.

What she felt, the bitter pain,

She felt she was going insane.

Did he ever want to share her dream,

Or was it just a cruel scheme?

Her tears now fell, freely, fast,

These tears for him would be her last.

She walked away, her pride intact

No more wishes so abstract

She’ll live her life, know her worth,

No more going berserk

She picked the pieces of her heart off the floor

She promised herself, no more.





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