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Yesterday's Rubble
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Yesterday's Rubble |
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twinkyfl1 Member
since 2006-12-15
Posts 133florida |
There's a place in my heart Its color is blue There's a space in my heart Where memories pour through. Memories of long ago And some that are quite new It doesn't matter which they are They all take me from you. For I can't believe you love me Though you often tell me so I wonder when you'll tire of it And turn from me and go. So many different people In and out of my life My heart's like a revolving door Torn with pain and strife. Why does my heart go on beating Day after hurtful day Happiness has been so fleeting And never does it stay. This broken place inside me Is bruised and battered sore But just like a prize contender I keep coming back for more, For no one can ever give me What I need from them the most Because I'm not someone that's real But the shadow of a lonely ghost. A ghost that dwells in lonely dreams Of shattered yesterdays Remembering all the loves she knew That turned and walked away. They all took pieces of me Until there was no more They left me dead and empty And hollow to the core. There isn't any love left Not even way down deep So, I'll just wrap my heart up And throw it on the garbage heap. 'Cause that is where I truly belong I'm not worth anyones trouble I'm only but a heartbreak song Buried 'neath yesterday's rubble To thy own self be true |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
twinkyfl1 I don't think so. A sad write but a good read. |
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twinkyfl1 Member
since 2006-12-15
Posts 133florida |
Thank you so much Sy. Happy Holidays to you. |
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