She Gathers the pieces of her heart
Wondering what's the use
Like Broken glass it seems only cuts and brusies are left behind
In a feeble attempt to try and fit the pieces back together
Helpless..
She has given up She Succomes to the emptyiness
Her Heart grows cold and numb
She no longer believes in love
Her days have become routine and do not welcome change
She functions with a blank stare and empty smile
Potential Suiters shower her with gifts and affection all in vain
For her heart has been stolen
It only beats for that of another
Wasting precious beats
On empty lies and illusions of things never to come
TBC
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