(Rhymes and Reasons Collection)
By Trevor Goforth 

The ring is hanging on the wall,
In my heart there is nothing left at all.
You used to make me sing and fly,
Now all I do is cry.

Now the broken wing of angel who can only cry. 
This is me saying sorry for all the hard times,

Sometimes life has no rhythm or rhymes.
That look in your eye,
Standing there as I said goodbye.

You left flowers at my door,
My heart is locked forever more.
When did our words start to cut like...