Post by Lunar Knite on Oct 20, 2006 20:06:27 GMT -5
A seemingly seamless girl,
One who has captured the torn heart,
Sowing together the broken pieces,
Mending it back to its former self,
She shapes it after her own.
The broken heart is now fixed,
Her tender touch finishing the job,
And there she sits with a frown,
Knowing that she is done.
She leaves without a trace,
Undoing her own work,
The pieces being ripped apart;
Causing it to collect on the floor,
With a teardrop landing on it.
Understanding why she did this,
The pieces form back together,
And a sad smile creeps to her face,
Letting out a final farewell,
To a seemingly seamless girl.
One who has captured the torn heart,
Sowing together the broken pieces,
Mending it back to its former self,
She shapes it after her own.
The broken heart is now fixed,
Her tender touch finishing the job,
And there she sits with a frown,
Knowing that she is done.
She leaves without a trace,
Undoing her own work,
The pieces being ripped apart;
Causing it to collect on the floor,
With a teardrop landing on it.
Understanding why she did this,
The pieces form back together,
And a sad smile creeps to her face,
Letting out a final farewell,
To a seemingly seamless girl.
