torn and a broken heart

torn and a broken heart

torn and a broken heart
i have always ended up feeling so cold
oh sometimes love is not pleasant thing to see
cos the way i see it
i'm a lover who hides in my poetic room
writing these deep love poems on the blank word pad
just like emily dickinson

oh she writes and writes to  her unknown love
her precious secrets must kept in the dark
oh i wonder what is she thinking when she's been in pain

a fool like her a fool like me
we are the romantic poets who sings for love
our men don't want us anymore

so the pouring rain has drown my butterflies away
may all angels died in pride
cos i shall be wating for a lovely solitude comes  knocking at my door

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