Heartbreak

Beauty in a vase
Turns into dead flowers.
The promises made,
They never last.

I turn into dead flowers
When I lie, cheat, and steal.
They never last,
The images I try to create.

When I lie, cheat, and steal,
I hang useless like an empty frame.
The images I try to create
Break and shatter so quickly.

I hang useless like an empty frame.
My heart was thrown away,
It breaks and shatters so quickly.
Uncertainty lies ahead.





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