Poem -

Heart break

Thunder

I write 
I write for fun
I write for you
I write for my heart
I try to mend it
I try to glue it
It's broken in two
It's Weeping ashes not blood for its coal black not lust red like a tulip
It no longer blows in the wind
It weeps in the thunder
You can hear it getting louder
My soul dances in the rain refusing to return to its corps
It's been eaten like a apple to many times
My hearts memory plays like a video tape in the wind
I use to be sweet like honey
Now I'm bitter but fuck me I look fitter
Well so the lads say on twitter 
I write for fun
I write for you I write for my heart

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Tony Taylor

Wow SPIKE!!...the honesty in this piece is VERY powerful and takes the reader in with a genuine curiosity.....it's good writing overall but I have a favorite line ~

            ~ "My heart's memory plays like a video tape in the wind..."

Those are the kinds of phrases that you should be OH SO proud of brother.....VERY original!!......ALL STARS!!....well penned!!.....T xo  : )
PS, This site is having some problems with leaving STARS....just wanted you to know that I tried to leave you 5 stars for this piece but couldn't   : (

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