Array ( [sid] => 156437 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => From A Fraction of My Heart [time] => 2010-01-02 14:25:08 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A shy boy once sat kittycorner to me,
I wonder if you remember his smile.
His skeleton's here, but his heart is missing,
By now it's been lost for a while.

Together we planned to save the world,
But we flooded it with our souls debris.
You'll remain in my memory as that innocent face
Fore I broke your heart, ere you betrayed me.

I hope my scars are engraved in your mind
Like your wretched lies are in mine.
I know you intended to fulfill those words,
But those hopes are long left behind.

Now I miss those nights you'd sleep next to me.
I could taste your skin and your snore.
These things we always took for granted,
I hope - I know - you miss them more.

I wasted summer days on you,
And paper, minutes, thought, advice.
I say that now with an angry smirk
To the ghost of the person I grew to like.

This battle henceforth is a dirty disgrace
And we've lost what we're fighting to free.
I've got to let go with blood-creased knuckles,
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From A Fraction of My Heart
Date: Saturday, 2nd January 2010 @ 02:25:08 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: drapes
A shy boy once sat kittycorner to me,
I wonder if you remember his smile.
His skeleton's here, but his heart is missing,
By now it's been lost for a while.

Together we planned to save the world,
But we flooded it with our souls debris.
You'll remain in my memory as that innocent face
Fore I broke your heart, ere you betrayed me.

I hope my scars are engraved in your mind
Like your wretched lies are in mine.
I know you intended to fulfill those words,
But those hopes are long left behind.

Now I miss those nights you'd sleep next to me.
I could taste your skin and your snore.
These things we always took for granted,
I hope - I know - you miss them more.

I wasted summer days on you,
And paper, minutes, thought, advice.
I say that now with an angry smirk
To the ghost of the person I grew to like.

This battle henceforth is a dirty disgrace
And we've lost what we're fighting to free.
I've got to let go with blood-creased knuckles,
As you said: "It's just the way it has to be."

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