Broken Heart
....
broken heart
that I am, has beset
by blemishes though I'm not
ashamed; for my shattered
pieces myself is to blame.
here I breath waiting for the
day of my renewal, then back
to the role I play; painful
past lurking still, but
I'm not afraid to take
chances to love and
be whole once
more and
be ready
to shed
a tear
of joy
!
Copyright © Teresita Cailo | Year Posted 2008
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