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| 345. Broken Heart I felt the pain so deep inside My heart was near to bursting I’d searched so long to find her For her affection I’d been thirsting So close by yet so far away she was A phantom to those who do see If only I had done something different She might have stayed with me My words had wounded her fragile soul I’d taken pleasure in stabbing deep But to have the ability to take back what I said Would have given me pause to sleep Yet love does have a weakened shell Never meant to protect us from pain For it bares us for others to see Protecting us not from actions we should restrain No matter how great or smart we are We sometimes fail to appreciate what we found To often we give in to greed and avarice A broken heart never makes a sound |
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