Poems for a Lost Soul

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My heart feels like it was stabbed by a stake,
all I could feel was the terrible ache.
Though my heart has been battered and bruised,
the genuine love for others is still produced.

I ignore the ache of my broken heart,
I ignore the fact that it's missing a part.
Smiles here and there,
To see those is what I want, I swear.

These aches may stop me from being happy,
yet it doesn't stop me from seeing those I've made happy.