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Aug 04, 2009
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Broken
Broken
Broken me
Broken you
Broken is the trust
That we believe
A marriage was true
Just broken
Without conception
Just broken without validation
Just broken beyond intention
Leaving , a broken smile that will not listen
But why do you still ware my last name ?
Why are you bound ,by this chain
Is this a validation of wasted time
Your one sided ,conception
Always ,was rejection
I have made peace
With that broken session
I have earn my right
For harmony
Tranquility
Every time , I ask for your
Conception of what our marriage should be
Even this dark cloud had a silver lining
Knowledge of mistakes
I have learned
When I love the next time
A chapter not to repeat
The only way to have love
Live in love
Is beyond the intentions of
Broken you
Broken me
Love would have gave us
The tool to fix that broken seed
The conception of trust would have made our marriage complete
By now we should be friends
The broken you
The broken me
The years have pass
A chapter of broken now closed
Only my last name is left behind
A validation , that two people were married
In some point in time
Broken me
Broken you
Broken is the trust
That we believe
A marriage was true
Just broken
Without conception
Just broken without validation
Just broken beyond intention
Leaving , a broken smile that will not listen
But why do you still ware my last name ?
Why are you bound ,by this chain
Is this a validation of wasted time
Your one sided ,conception
Always ,was rejection
I have made peace
With that broken session
I have earn my right
For harmony
Tranquility
Every time , I ask for your
Conception of what our marriage should be
Even this dark cloud had a silver lining
Knowledge of mistakes
I have learned
When I love the next time
A chapter not to repeat
The only way to have love
Live in love
Is beyond the intentions of
Broken you
Broken me
Love would have gave us
The tool to fix that broken seed
The conception of trust would have made our marriage complete
By now we should be friends
The broken you
The broken me
The years have pass
A chapter of broken now closed
Only my last name is left behind
A validation , that two people were married
In some point in time
— press, Aug 04, 2009
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docmaverick
16 years 10 months ago
Personally....
Barbara Writes
16 years 10 months ago
Broken
press
16 years 10 months ago
BW