XIV- Broken Hearted

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By your cold presence my heart was froze and broke into pieces.

Picking it up; and sealed it in a jar.

And my voice was heard at thy atmosphere.

- 'and she won't be loved' I said.

Then a clasping voice broke against mine... ' Only a true love can heal a broken heart.... she will be loved'

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