Second Chances Poem by stephanie Gardner

If my heart is broken, then such a connection crates a river of fallen pieces?
so such this wings watch me,
then why it take for four to keep me breathing?
open eyes cry the at facts of perfection whom shuts my words,
walking blew the colour of sleep,

magic's voice rejoices and acknowledges as too last year's hope,
these paragraphs mean nothing to the naked though the blind my world is reborn,
i don't need another one link of world peace without you,
or my dead roots,


i have nothing to say to you when in fact that's what i have said to you, though eyes
observe the different definitions of the messages that for some reason still exists,
questions arise for the operation of dreams as those will be axed as they grow without
feeling,
like driving solo forever through tunnels that didn't exist; the relationship of all life
must connect one way or another,
emotion or less this promise will determine the path that shares memories,
really having him in my appearance rusts the bars of protcetion,

speaking for nothing yet new though my world is close to my perfection in pictures,
again from these blood drops you have produced a scar that maybe shouldn't of been created,
stadiums of my country's men will shield the strength for now but my tattoo runs deeper,

nevertheless, my false fifth whippers his tongue of the further,
so tell your school boys to keep dreams for they may live off due to your
cold actions,
but i have mercy of those motion,

for quires beyond my power these ideas mountain as a duty i wish to destroy,
yet to the moment i breathe are a foreign language for you smile that speaks
thousands,
it will never change? until clocks separate our body, then will your being see the truth
i cry,

i to myslef make no sense to your knowledge still my city distance sighs,


this isn't my poetry, its face isn't beauty well not in the opinion,
though my piled emotions have never met beauty's feet, yet his presents seeks my pain
through you the figure,
so then define poetry, it like the emotion is once more encountered of the individual,


(my life is surely close to perfection and i can't ask for anything more,
i have been given a second chance and i thank that faith, for which i love life,)