COLD HEART
My heart has grown cold,of his lies I've been told.
The pain in my heart is deep,
but he will never see me weep.
He turned our love into a thing of shame,
him forever I shall blame.
For my heart will never be the same.
COLD HEART
My heart has grown cold,Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
COLD HEART | 0 | 03/22/2010 |
TOGETHER | 0 | 03/22/2010 |
From My Window | 1 | 02/07/2009 |
Prison Walls | 2 | 02/07/2009 |
Dispair | 0 | 11/22/2008 |
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