How Cliché

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85737
United States
32° 24' 16.002" N, 110° 59' 11.1444" W
85737
United States
32° 24' 16.002" N, 110° 59' 11.1444" W

My heart is breaking

How cliché 
I borrowed trust
You made me pay
 
I payed with love
You loved my trust
I’m lonely now
With love and lust
 
I miss your heart
I miss its beat 
You beat my heart
Into the street
 
And where am I
Without a sound
The tears they fall
They tear the ground
 
I dare not fall
Where you have tripped
Heart on heart
A heart left stripped
 
Oh oldest friend
Of kiss left loose
I’ve lost my grip;
Lost hand I choose
 
You chose me now
Oh how cliché
To pick the night
Over the day
 
We think ourselves
A clever sort
Yet organize
A life made short
 
So how in death
Is love so shown
Where hatred’s fed
And once was sown
 
Life after death
Yes aged cliché
There is no death
For those who pray
 
That trust so given
Gone from hand
Buried under 
Shifting sand
 
Sand of heat
Such fills my eyes
Streaming sorrow
Wicked cries
 
Love oh love
How cliché
Love is free
Don’t make me pay
 

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