ice
my heart?
what heart?
you turned it to ice
you ask why i wont take you back
why im not being nice
well thats simple
i gave you your chances
what did you expect?
how many did you think i could take
how many lances
each one you drove deeper
like a wooden stake
in the vampires cold flesh
now i dont mind being alone
so lets see you try it
try to break my steel clad stone. what some people had once known
as my heart
you killed it
its dead
so think twice next time
use your head
this poem isnt revenge...
so watch were you tread...
by
shadowofasoulposted on 01/29/2008
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good poem