October 21, 2011
By , yukon, OK
Broken hearted was I, shattered and lonely with no place to hide.
No home, no name, no shelter for me, so on the streets I must roam and so shall it be.
Where I am at shame, everyone can see that the wounds on my heart are as red as can be.
So to the sky I must take for I have made a very big mistake. Again my heart is shattered, no words can ever truly relate.
Fake words can't mend a broken heart, but only makes it worse, by then it's too late.

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