Why do I bother putting make-up on <br />this beautifly broken face? <br />My shattered soul has taken its toll, <br />on this put-back-together place. <br /> <br />Tears falling down, who notices <br />the pain that comes from inside? <br />Because my heart is in half, I've ran from the path, <br />to the safe arms of danger to hide. <br /> <br />Cracked limbs and broken wings, <br />I lay on the cold ground, <br />They are no longer vital without you-my survival <br />to this earth I slip deeper, without a sound.<br /><br />Cora Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/loosing-your-world/
