there is a little sense in picking up
the fragments of a shattered dream;
broken hearts remain broken
no matter how the work or the repair
and even with the work of the skillful hands
that it's concrete form may reappear
it cannot foul the hurting eyes
that held the genuine piece so clear
time cannot truly heal a wound
for as it's recovers, there are scars
and there are changes still no matter how well
the damage is carefully masked
but soul restore fragments knowing
it cannot remake the original scenes
for within the cracks lie the pains
The memories, that is worth more than
some empty dream.
..please check my story guys
#love me my angel devil
