I made a mess of me
And every day when I look
The mirror shows someone I don't want to see
Could have done it differently
What does it matter now?
Still would have failed you miserably
But Darling can we still agree
When all is said and done
Between you and me
Tomorrow you'd be gone
Because
No matter where we end or where we start
Good intention are where we all begun
Nobody dies of a broken heart
But one can die
One may die as one
But We all die with a broken heart
Somewhere along the line.
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Dandelions In The Wind
PoetryThere are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to...
