Crafted From Pain

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Why did you blow the candle off

That used to light my heart?

Now the daylight is tainted

Each day is gloomy since you depart.

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Why did you cut the thin thread off

That used to knot mine to your heart?

Now the love tale has ended

And we are growing apart.

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Why did you turned the music off

And stopped to serenade my heart?

Now our love song has faded

Who would replace to sing your part?

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Why did you ripped the pages off

That hold the treasures of my heart?

Now I am left empty handed

Creating naught but worthless art.

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But don’t feel sorry I’m not jaded,

You have loved me for my resilient heart.

I would soon be taking off

And soar again to a brand new start.

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I guard the ‘lil flame inside me

Springtime would melt my frozen heart.

A love tale would sprout some day

And you’ll not play a single part.

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I hum a novelly and simple melody

The tunes coming inside my scarred heart.

The lyrics are forming slowly,

A love song I’m enthused to start.

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I pick strewn bits of harmony

Saving each treasure in my heart.

I thrive to live for one more day,

This pain I’m crafting to priceless art.

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Sad Poem again, I’m sorry. I wish you well. ~ Jeques