Unspoken

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So many hearts lay on the ground,
Broken,
Shattered like glass. 
So many feelings left,
Alone.
Unspoken.
And no one stops as they pass. 
When I look around,
I feel a pull.
A tug at my heart,
For all the ones who are set apart. 
Tears flood down their face,
And no one even breaks pace. 

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