Marching alone in sadness,
Emptiness fills my heart.
Years go by,
Yet I do not move on.
A choice I make,
Loneliness is my reward.
The pain fades,
And the love is hidden.
Frozen in time,
Like a broken man.
This is what I deserve,
This is my fate.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Broken
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