Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Roll Of The Dice

I plucked out my heart,
And laid it to rest.
Couldn't give it all,
Couldn't give it the best.

The heart lies still,
Without a solemn beat.
Climbing many a hills,
It fell down the cliff.

It was a little numb,
And a bit dumb.
It was split apart,
By daggers and darts.

Seeking love, aspiring warmth,
All it got was wrath.
Dashed were its needs,
All it could do was bleed.

Tears flowed down the eyes,
It shivered in fright.
The heart lost its fight,
By the Roll of the Dice. 

Roll Of The Dice

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