My heart was surrendered to you
It’s tragic the things you would do
Your lies stabbed right through it
My friends said they knew it
You’ve rendered this heart, residue
You’re no more the person I knew
My image of you was untrue
You just trampled my heart
And then tore it apart
If God had just given me two
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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