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Broken hearts and promises
How many tears must I cry to wash the pain away
from a heart now broken with the trust that you betray
How many lies must I hear, how many stories told
that try to cover up the reasons why you've grown so cold
All the years, the yesterdays are only memories
a book you put up on a shelf, forgotten there with ease
You smile at me and say that we will always be good friends
How can you think those simple words would ever make amends
You turn your back and walk away from what I thought we had
while I can only stand in shock, that words can hurt so bad
Bewildered by the numbing cold that my body feels
but deep within, a tiny flame as anger it reveals
For anger is the only thing left to hold on to
a shield around a broken heart now that we are through
5/23/12
For the contest "3 forms, 3 themes"
My theme is a broken heart
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