there she stares, a vacant stare <br />her body screams remorse <br />her heart is strong, her body weak <br />ambivelance within <br />she cannot shake it, so does give in <br />it's not too much, she just cant handle it <br />a tiny bird, with hardly a brain <br />maybe no more time <br />a tiny seed, possibly hope <br />creeps soft within her soul <br />whispers, yes, you can <br />it sings it's lilting tone <br />of forgiveness soft, on her hard soul <br />now bound too tight too loose<br /><br />Fallen Too Far<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-is-where-the-heart-is/
