They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Luanne, what can I ever say? Let me tell you that I love you I always wanted to tell you. So, let me start today. You were and still are the only joy,
By Maurice Bernier8 years ago in Poets
From that first day You had my heart We'd talk all the time Waiting for something to start Unspoken thoughts Led to my hurt
By Anonymous8 years ago in Poets
Darling I know it's dark out But grab onto that safe space The one you go to when you can't sleep Where he tucks you in And tells you he loves you
By Erin Shannon8 years ago in Poets
You were broken and so was I I didn’t know it till we both cried I was lost and had no clue you were Waiting to end it through and through
By Michelle Dion8 years ago in Poets
The following ballad, The Faces of January, is in regards to a high profile murder case that occurred in California in the early 1990s. I was friends with one of the victims. Enjoy and be safe. God bless.
By Paul O'Connell8 years ago in Poets
I can’t sleep. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to sleep... I awake every night for in the silence I can’t keep...
By Steven Baldry8 years ago in Poets
He was never mine Not even when everything was perfect for that short while And he didn’t even flinch when he said goodbye
By Nicole Hamilton8 years ago in Poets
It comes in my dreams, Almost every night, Makes it hard to sleep at night, Almost in every recurring dream I have, Even when my dreams are going great,
By Crystal Korpan8 years ago in Poets
Remember that time you said "Always and forever" That time where you used to take my hand The time you needed me like I needed you
By Visionary Ghostwriter8 years ago in Poets
Dust. It takes so long to build an empire. To spark a fire in the wind. But It's a fools gamble... To believe in more than a friend.
I prayed that I would forget. Now that I am forgetting, I just don't want to forget. I don't want to forget the color of your eyes or your laugh, or the way you smell.
By Jessica Dixon8 years ago in Poets
He didn't want to bring you around his friends You were always on the back burner unless it was an emergency He told you he wasn't going anywhere at least 3 times
