A Broken Dream - Poem by Rachel Fogle
Someone take away all that he's has left behind.
Take the anger, take the fear oh but please just take my tears.
He has gone.
Gone to I know not were.
To be alone to live again.
Does he worry if I shall be alright?
No I doubt it, because he left without a reason why.
What have I done, this is the question.
Did I not love to much, and to little.
Or did I love to much & he so little.
I shall plague muself with questions.
And always be in doubt. That the real reason he left was because I was nieve and he smart enough to get out.
Oh, but how can one so charming have a heart so cruel?
And lips that say such sweet words and a mouth that knows just what to do.
I think I have loved him from my dream,
And tried to believe that it was he, who would walk through my door.
Love me until time was no more.
And I would know no worries, fears or tears.
Life has a strange out come I don't know one such as I will ever master.
To love life is to guess at life and to try and guess at life is to waste a life.
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