Saturday, September 23, 2006

Bruised

What is a bruise
But that which contains your hidden regrets
Deepest hurt
Broken promises
Lies
And more lies

Bruised and battered we all have
By the unworthy
But it is for the unworthy
That we have given our love

At the end of the agony
When your heart mends
Awaiting for the worthy
There he is
In all his glory
A sinister knife in hand
He plunged it in

Once again,
You’re torn apart

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