A broken vessel
Spilling its contents
Across the floor
Of loneliness
Each shard a memory
Of a love lost,
A dream abandoned
A promise broken
Tears fall like raindrops
Washing away the pain
But leaving behind
A dull ache that lingers
How does one mend
A heart so broken,
So bruised and battered
By love's cruel hand?
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A Rose And It's Thorns
PoetryA collection of poems to show you that you're not alone :)
