flowers die and people fade

when love is lost what makes you so sure 
that a heart can be healed ?
black magic ? 
is that what you use ? 
it's the only thing I haven't tried 
I stumble through life with a fake smile an
a wounded heart 
with wounds to deep to ever heal
the best I can do is raw scars that bleed 
with the slightest touch of a memory 
flowers die and people fade leaving me alone
with destiny
is it wrong to love someone after they've moved on 
It begs the question does it not ?
know me before you try to fix me 
and leave the fake sentiments behind
learn what i feel inside
look behind the mask an that thousand yard stare 
before you push me into the darkness even more
alone I stand covered with scars 
yet stronger for them


~ D Donner ~

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Shattered Mirrors

are not easily put back together. Speaking, of course, as a soon to be shattered glass.