Broken Heart

My heart is cold so empty so numb
For 21 years I've been so dumb
To honestly believe true love will last
Now my heart is broken as it lays in a cast
I can't feel I can't laugh I can't love
Only thing my heart can do is pump blood

He wants to fix things but it's much to late
Should have thought about that
Before you dealt me a full plate
He want to work things out but he just don't understand
I don't need him or is so called love to make me a woman
Throwing so many years away I just sit and stare
I gave up on his love I'm tired and I just don't care
Tired of being sad all of the time
Tired of lieing and saying I'm fine
Happily ever after HUM.. Imagine that
I fell out of love and I don't want it back
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 22, 2011 at 9:48 PM
hi Faleshia .. I saw your comment on Carol's poetry and just wanted to say hi ..was just thinking of u before Soup went down for four days ...hope u are well and happy luv.. keep in touch..luv..
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May 27, 2011 at 1:52 PM
oh dear friend Faleshia.. I am overjoyed to see u posting here again.. have asked our friend Carol Brown about u a few times and we were concerned especially about health issues.. have had some myself with my eyes and things.. will ge to your S.M. .. we are at the seashore for the holiday weekend.. wishing u a pleasant .happy and safe one too..luv.. oh am so excited u have returned to our soup family luv.. u are so missed...so much luv..
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November 14, 2010 at 2:44 AM
Hello Faleshia, how are you, just here to read and say hi, well one will never know why we have to go thru so many broken hearts,, enjoye,d *p.s. i wrote a dedicaton called "101 poets,, hope you find time to read it ,,p..d
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October 16, 2010 at 1:57 PM
This seems to happen every day. Why love dies is a good question. It all depends what a person wants out of life and whether what was damaged could be repaired. If not then get on with a new life. Lots of emotion on this write. God Bless Phyl
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October 15, 2010 at 12:16 PM
Faleshia this happens every day luv.. .. but the feeling of luv endures forever ..sometimes with many different luvs... a sad piece but so heartily expressed in your emotional lines... a long time to throw it away ...just keep believing it will be repaired .. sometimes those feelings come back.. I dated Ron 18 years ..on again ..off again.. we broke up.. got back.. finally we married ... it was worth it... and luv conquers life remember...happy weekend my friend..
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October 15, 2010 at 10:55 AM
i love the rhyming flow. sorry that i smiled on your second line. However your ending and courage is better off that way you end it in your poem. *we men are dumb!* Women just feel the need to make up a word for our excusses. Love your poem, have anice one' luv n.d
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October 15, 2010 at 10:02 AM
Starting my weekend early reading all the amazing poetry of all the wonderful poets here at PoetrySoup. I am so happy to find your poetry posted here this morning Faleshia. Have a wonderful weekend and I hope you find tons of inspiration along the way as Fall is upon us. Love, Carol
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October 15, 2010 at 8:47 AM
Don't let him hurt you again, Faleshia. You sound like you've suffered too long and I'm really sorry he put you through so much. Stay strong, dear. Love, Carolyn
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October 15, 2010 at 8:24 AM
dame
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October 15, 2010 at 7:28 AM
Faleshia, It sounds like you have moved from the broken heart stage now if you do not want him back. Good for you. Don't know what he did, but he doesn't deserve you. ONward, girl!! Luv, Andrea
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