Broken Hearts - Poem by Autum Foster
Hearts were made for someone to break,
Feelings were made for someone to fake,
If you don't hold back and don't give in,
In the end you know you'll win,
If the light in my life has been switched on,
Then, tell, me, why, does blood still run?
Tell me why I can't escape,
Help me bend until I break,
Why does pain, sadness and fear,
Grip my heart and shead a tear?
Why do I love, when there is no need?
Why do I hope, when I still bleed?
Why can't I stop the pain inside?
Why can't you help me? Why do I hide?
I need you to set me free,
I need you to save, what's left of me.
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