Heartbreak Road
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Last published Fri, Oct 13, 2023
A collection of poems. Heartbreak always begins a story, a view into ones heart. Acceptance, still a heart filled with sorrow, but learning to get by with the little things. Only a little ways longer down this road. New love, or just a new life is dead ahead. Waiting patiently for you to arrive with unclouded eyes, and an open heart.
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