this poem, like many of mine, is written in my darkess hours, hours of depression.


won't fall no more

Since you came,
Since you have gone.
Played like a game,
Now my hearts torn.

I am empty in despair,
You have left.
But you donít even care,
That you took my light.

I am done with this,
Empty words, promises broken,
The pain I wonít miss,
My heart wonít fall no more.




Poetry by amy-leigh
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Written on 2006-07-28 at 02:24

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