When dreams do come true, then are shattered.


Broken...

Sadly, now
I can't say a thing
These days I'm lost for words

Sadly, how
Can life look perfect
Then wash your dreams away

I hope against hope what I see is not real
But I should be fine, you see.
I hope against hope that these scars will heal
Nothing's absolute for me

I shall wait.
I'll always be here.
Lets see what the future
Has planned this year.



Poetry by Joe Fern
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Written on 2007-10-10 at 04:10

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Kathy Lockhart
this poetry you write is from your heart Joe and your heart is worthy of love and adoration. Keep writing. Life brings us experience, experience brings us knowledge, knowledge brings us life. Live it to the fullest and never give up.
2007-10-10