Without any thought,
She picked up her heart,
And untied the knot,
That was this mess.
She backed up,
From the horror,
Spilled what was in her cup,
Because of the words he said.
He stitched her heart together,
Then broke every promise,
He left her to wither,
Into the darkness.
What he doesn't know,
Is that no matter what he does,
No matter how low,
He just left temporary damage.
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The Broken Road
Poetry"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
