She throws them well Date: Wednesday, 8th October 2014 @ 03:08:46 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: lostrelic I was running when... You took the shot Scraped knees and broken heart You watched me fall It was within the night that you had forsaken my hand Left me at bay with all my devices Old wind up radio grasping to play our song We spin and spin while the stations slowly fade This busted speaker I called my heart Plays distorted beats Old games between the sheets Run my fingers down the silhouette of your back As the blurred lines of you fade away This makes it hard to love you You keep telling me to stay In my ears I see you're never coming back The old you has gone away This spitting venom from behind Is soaking our once dreamed lives I have no space for negative lines Prison full from all your crimes If only you can see the knife in your words Would you toss them so well? This poem is Copyright © lostrelic Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=179413