One for sorrow.
The sad song of a lonely boy
Two for joy.
All he craved,
danced through his world.
Three, for a girl
in a ploy to annoy
stole his heart.
Used it, then discarded like a broken toy
Four for a boy.
A present he gave to lift her, wings
to soar through the lining of clouds
Just a sliver of his love he wanted to give her.
she destroyed his hope like a vicious killer.
Five, for silver
was only second place,
she wanted the stars.
Truth be told her heart was made of ice so cold.
He could only supply broken damaged hearts,
and wings, weathered and old.
Six, for gold
was all she ever desired
A pile so high it would touch the sky.
A mountain that glimmers
As bright as the sun,
But the magpies drawn by shiny light,
took every crumb of gold in sight
Seven for a secret never to be told.
In sorrow a boy seeked life
in joy, the boy thought he'd found his future wife
A girl sunk deep into her pit of misery,
The boy flew higher than anyone in history
The silver moonlight showed him the way.
Whilst gold weighed down on the girl
And a secret untold lived on the magpies wings
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