Thursday, February 3, 2011

And Now . . .

My heart laughs at such pain,
The heart too complex to even worry
And no room to complain
The mind should not be filled with fury.

I see the light that sores through your eyes
But your heart does not see
The love my broken heart cries
Instead you flee.

I stand in awe of the world
For this world only cares
About the hurt that is curled
Between the swears.

I have been unscrewed
And now, my heart is renewed.

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