Thursday, September 5, 2013

A Man With No Word

I'm very, very sorry dear
I did no good to you.
I gave you sorrow and fear
That you can't get through.

I'm sorry, I have to choose.
I'm sorry, it's you I have to lose.
I'm sorry for my selfish decisions.
I'm sorry for the invalid reasons.

I made a choice yet stood not firm.
I made a promise but broke it in return.
What's left of you is a broken piece
Of your heart that's bleeding you've never wished.

Will heartbreaks be over soon?
Will we be okay and move on?
We've made it far but I brought you down.
I'm sorry for receiving the heartache's crown.

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