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Broken Heart

Before, I thought my heart could not break anymore.
I was wrong.
Now I wonder why it hasn't opened up and bled.
How much more pain will I have to endure before it stops?
But you cannot die of a broken heart.
I found that out long ago.
How long will it be until I can feel peace,
And happiness,
Instead of hurt,
And sadness?
That I can answer.
I will only feel peace when I am in your arms.
Happiness when you kiss my lips.
And I will not feel confusion or fear,
Only when you are by my side.

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There is a bit more substance in here that was not present in the last piece . I reconnend it very much . GW62
good poem....but pain is the second truth of life after death....we have live with it