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BROKEN STARS
Broken stars, tonight, floating on the lake,
like broken promises; the chance with you I'd take,
each & every time I laid out my heart to you.
Broken heart now floats in Lake Hope; what did you do?
With wave movements some stars seem to recombine,
but there is no chance your promises will realign.
When the lake surface is stilled—which will NEVER be—
I hold the fond dream that you may someday return to me.
See, how even the moon is fragmented & scattered & lost?
I wonder which of your lies to you mattered the most?
I ponder the depths of this Lake Hope; is there any release?
How far could I walk into her before reaching, finding Peace?
If our love was so false, what is the point in living?
If our love was not true, what was it we were giving?
Hey Teddy,
I really like this one. Excellent.
So tell me, was it a challenge or what? I noticed in your comments, the words listed...
Kim
OK. So if I read this right, you think some broad lied and left and life's not worth living. If the Cong couldn't kill you, I sure as...anyway, I wouldn't let some skirt do it. How do you know she lied. Maybe there were reasons in the grand scheme of things that neither of you could help. Hey, you're young yet and still don't know the outcome of it all. Keep writing and let it out. I'll keep reading. Glad I saw your work featured.
J.W.