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My heart is fractured,
like a broken vase.
Useless,
until it is mended.

My heart is stinging,
like a battle wound.
In fact,
they are the same.

My heart is yearning,
for those deep, brown eyes.
So sweet,
yet they make me cry.

My heart is hoping,
it will find love
to fill in
the empty spaces.




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