POETRY IS THE MUSIC OF THE SOUL


May 3, 2009

Your Mind

Make up your mind
What do you want
This isn't a game
My heart is on the line
I gave my everything
Yet you look away
And when I walk
It is then you see
Everything in our lives
That could ever be
But time runs short
My heart starts to hurt
It feels like it will never end
Just break my heart
Get it over with now
Don't keep me here waiting
My heart is already breaking
This love isn't a game

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