Stare at me I am the one, <br />Who stole your hearts, <br />And made a run, <br />For something I believed in, <br /> <br />Romantics will fall, <br />Beneath any writer's headstone wall, <br />as the publicists never cease to surprise, <br />A beautiful demise, <br /> <br />What Irony can be found, <br />In an American dream, <br />To love a life still left to hound, <br />At destiny's doorstep, <br /> <br />What life do we have, <br />Other that to help those in need, <br />To survive the three old blind hags, <br />Eager to cut your string <br /> <br />I dare you to take a stab, <br />At your own beliefs in your heart, <br />To find my irony, <br />My dreams, <br />My needs, <br />They are all for you to try and bring you out of the cave, <br />Your puppet masters put you in so long ago<br /><br />Trent Delomel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stolen-hearts-of-an-idealistic-cause/
