Monday, March 23, 2009

Broken Heart of A Hopeless Liar


Torn pieces of hopeless desires;
You cannot help the helpless me

With sheer force,
you fear most

Don’t reach out to collect;
All that there must be left of me

The only piece left to admire;
Is the broken heart of a hopeless liar

Don’t reach out to collect;
All that there must be left of me


With sheer force,
you fear most
I may cry, myself,
But
I don’t hear your tears,
No more!


To loose what you loved;
Now you know
how it feels,


To wish what you already had;
now you know
Pain could be this real

Torn pieces of hopeless desires;
You cannot help the helpless me


My religion was Love,
I am glad, I only died
as a martyr

You said you tried,
But you should have
tried a little harder


Torn pieces of hopeless desires;
You cannot help the helpless me

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