Speak To Me Of Pain - Poem by Dillon Crawford
You speak to me of your pain
Of a broken heart
You speak to me as if your all there is
As if I know not of pain
My heart has been ripped, smashed and massacred more times then imaginable.
I have been through pain that makes your tiny heart break barely look like a spec
You may be mad that your love is gone
But it is better to love and lose then to never love again
I can never put my heart on the line again;
instead I choose to snap it myself
You come speak to me of your pain
No, to my battle hardened heart it sounds more like joy
If you want to know of pain;
Then let me talk.
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