THE LOST TALE
Sitting in the oblivion of my mind I feel the emptiness creeping inside Forsaking my sanity over the memories I ought to work on my sanity... For my broken heart may not mend. All I asked of you was to give me your heart, You however took mine and returned it in pieces Now I am sitting here alone, looking at the space Wondering how to fix my heart that is oh so badly scathed And here I thought, I meant everything to you When we were together I thought we would make a tale to be told You meant ev
