Thursday, June 9, 2011

More of the Amateur

To let my beating heart return to you
but i have a choice
to relapse into sorrow
will be my painful price

Temporary happiness
memories of me and you
might satisfy my essence
but they will compel tears to be due

I write this today naught
to hold you guilty for a crime
but to tell you it is not the same anymore
I have been healed by time

Other things to obsess over
that do not concern you
will, i am sure now, will not
let my beating heart ever return to you

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