Les Champs de Mon Couer

[Cullen]

Again with the french "the fields of my heart"
This is the definition of broken love, if you look deep enough
See this chick rejects me, i dont give up, she dumps her boyfriend, but i have moved on, and thus this poem comes into bieng (in one line it refers to a dance [prom] so everyone gets the seriousness about this bieng somewhat relating to stuff that happened)

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Turmoil resumes this forgotten ground
Under which the bleeding heart resounds
My heart is a battlefield, a broken moor
Rejection and heartbreak are the weapons of war

As a cannonball screams as does my pain
Praying once more for the soothing rain
I fight these sins, Envy Lust and Wrath
Hoping to find the one true path

Envy would not die Not fade away
Untill soon forgotten, yesterday
Chaos resumed its once rightfull place
Hurtling my heart back into space

In This battle, not once, should i take the the chance
One last hope, a delicate dance
Risk it all on the roll of a dice
For her and a chance of paradise

Or listen to logic, rhyme with reason
Nay! this would be an infinate treason
The choice is here and here it stays
For me to make in the following days

[Absinthe]

Hmm...the ending kind of just drizzled off....like, it did't do the rest of the poem justice. But otherwise, this isn't bad

[Cullen]

Yeah, I noticed that too when I wrote it, and I guess I never went back and fixed it.