Running from the love she took and the pain that she left behind
Along that dark road i ran from the emotions she left in my mind
The only place i could find was where we would lay down together
The place where promises were made of a dream that was to last foreverThe stars would shoot past just to give me a wish
They bring the rains to wash away the love i always cherish
The moon would lay me down and ask me to let all of it out
I would find that i had no strength to scream or shoutAs the dark skies opened up a stairway for me above
They promised me freedom there from her love
That my aching soul could find refuge there to heal
But love is something my heart will no longer feelShe may come looking for me where we would reside
But the stars would say she made my heart commit suicide
With all of the heavens keeping my soul hidden the most
Let me fly here amongst the angels and to her ill be a ghost
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Stories Of An Aching Heart
PoetryThe poems and stories of a heart that know lust more than love and heartbreak more than anything else