Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Our Curse

You told me at the start,
That the future is haze,
And you left me with a broken heart,
The hope just never stays.

No one cares for the hopeless,
Just like no one pities the convict,
They just focus on the precious,
While we drown in the spit.

The promises of yesterday,
The fruits of all the love I used,
Are broken for him today,
For your crime I'm accused.

Yet I crawl back,
'Cause I need you,
Of backbone I lack,
I swear it's nothing new.

I wish I could steal your heart,
But you stole mine first,
Tore it apart,
It is now our curse.

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