The Education of a Broken Heart...
In the looking glass I saw the many facets of my loves lost....Now I've learned to never rain down Love myself more.
Early days in my life heartache befriended me
I was tattered, bitter and torn
Dark clouds covered me
And my belief in love and fantasies were shattered
Life was not worth living
My love was no longer of fortune
The appearance of lone days of heartbreaks was my burden to carry
In the looking glass I saw the many facets of my loves lost
Many moons passed before hopes and dreams became a reality
Now I've learned to never rain down
Love myself more....sheild and covenant
The most precious...what time will mend
.....My heart
© Copyright 2004 ZE Harris, Author
I was tattered, bitter and torn
Dark clouds covered me
And my belief in love and fantasies were shattered
Life was not worth living
My love was no longer of fortune
The appearance of lone days of heartbreaks was my burden to carry
In the looking glass I saw the many facets of my loves lost
Many moons passed before hopes and dreams became a reality
Now I've learned to never rain down
Love myself more....sheild and covenant
The most precious...what time will mend
.....My heart
© Copyright 2004 ZE Harris, Author
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