Take this grain of crystal
So small and fragile
It is all that is left
Of what used to be my heart
Broken one time to many
Each time someone taking a piece
This little grain is all that is left
Of what used to be my heart
Once it was strong
And beat ferociously
With all the love and passion a person could stand
And then it became cracked
Chipped slowly away
Till it became this one little grain
Here take this grain of crystal
I give it to you willingly
It's all that's left
Of what used to be my heart
Maybe you can make it grow
Maybe you will throw it away
Still I will give it to you willingly
All that is left of what used to be my heart
COMMENTS
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Iyesta
05:15 Nov 30 2009
Very well writing I think. You express your emotions well through out the whole poem.
sippa
02:59 Dec 10 2009
heavy taps the fickle finger of fate
but hope remains....there is always hope