A little something to the broken hearted |
The Joy Of Love In Glorious Despair Upon this page a production of lines The type of which can be seen as lies Of something that all will bare The joy of love in glorious despair A funny thing I plan to do To show to all what I will prove A dangerous thing this game we play When one does give and then taketh away But do they give is the question asked As true as I did until the last Word was spoken believe they would But forever wonder how they could Be so hurtful so loving one time The next second gone worse than a crime To toy with one heart play with ones mind Yet no sentence is served they go on with life You’re left to cope to deal with the loss Your loss of love put to death on a cross No knife can cut or ever kill Like the one with the broken heart will Most Dangerous is this Joyous emotion One gives their time and endless devotion Then lose again to the hideous cycle Die a little more remember the title The joy of love in glorious despair The type of love remains there Trapped in your heart killing the time Waiting to continue killing your mind You’ll win one day remember this line If nothing else from this perilous rhyme Until then hold unto your love Or fall victim To what’s stated above Upon this page the production of lies Is truth to many so heed these lines The gloriousness of love can remain The rest of your days all joy no pain |