My big red broken heart
Only you can mend it, because was you who broke it
My Big Red Broken Heart
Once so bright, it shone like fire,
Now it's cracked, lost its desire.
A heartbeat loud, but now it sighs,
With every tear, a silent cry.
It loved deeply, felt so free,
Now it mends, but waits to be.
A big, red heart, though it may ache,
Hopes for love to heal and awake.
In the shadows, it learns to dream,
Finding strength in every seam.
Though it's broken, it still beats true,
Whispering softly, "I’ll love anew."
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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