05 May, 2015

You can't squeeze water out of a stone

I won't shed a tear
my heart is scarred
and I fear
that another crack will leave it broken
for good-
So no, I won't shed no tears,
I'll just drink a toast to you-
and toss your memory
onto the growing pile of broken dreams
and bid you one final adieu-
never looking back

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