http://slow.writerscafe.org/leahthelyric The original writings of author Kacie Sherman en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776229355 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 A broken window will want repairAnd a broken arm must be treated with careBut what happens to a broken heart?Do the shards come together and try to mend?Do they search helplessly for what could have been?Can anyone tell me how things will end,For my broken heart?Do the pieces separate, and freely ro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leahthelyric/2021531/ Morn after morn, He awoke aloneAnd prayed for her returnUntil the truth made itself knownThat to have her heart, He'd have to learnTo gather up all of his strength And fly away from hereTo let love carry him any lengthAnd not be driven by fearIf I stayed the same and did not move, By the w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leahthelyric/2021530/ She came to him one day and saidThat She wished to flyHe met her gaze and shook his headAnd begged her not to tryHer lips twisted and brows knitAs She failed to understandJust why He wanted her to quitAnd be content on landAn oath, She made, to herself to see The stars She would explore Al.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leahthelyric/2021508/ He calls me at 4amHe's never awake past 1Not unless something bad happenedSomething bad happenedThe clouds cover the moon, and now it's darkWhat's -Before I can finish, he's talking over meNo.He's crying over meIt's rainingI'm trying to tell him that everything will be alrightBut I don't think he he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leahthelyric/2021507/ He was the mostMost...He was my best-friendMy boyfriendMy brotherMy loverMy homeHe was...Lost in himselfStuck in himselfIncarcerated in the darkest pits of addictionHe was always trying to be someone that he wasn'tHimselfHe was the rose that sprung from the concrete of his fractured heartHe was the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leahthelyric/2021505/ I want to whisk you awayHold her hand like it's the only thing anchoring you to this planetLet her wear your jacket (she likes the way it smells)Tell her she's beautiful Not hot. Not sexy.Lot's of girls love themselves from the shoulders on downDon't make the same mistakeSerenade her with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leahthelyric/2021058/ If I could go back and relive any momentIt would be the one whereWe both thought that you loved meIt would be the one where you called me beautifulIt would be before the scars on my arms If I could go backI would go back to that empty houseThe one on BishopI would go back to that gard.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leahthelyric/2021056/ I've spent enough nights with him still inside meTo know that the hole in my heart is notNearly as shallow as the one between my legs andWill not be filled quite soEasilyTo know that no one will find love inThe desecrated temple that isMeOnce so sacredDoors swing open for anyone who canMake me feel .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/leahthelyric/2021053/