Forever lost in the Darness
lays a heart as pure as gold.
A heart of the angels tears
on that has been broken and shatted.
And everytime a new heart gets
broken the pure broken one dies
a little more inside.because when
a heart is truely broken it stays broken
When it hears a cry from another
breaking heart it feels all the pain
so when you break another heart
you should relize that a pure heart is
dying because of it.
The Unknown
This a Poem that i wrote when everything was falling apart i hop u enjoy it...Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
