Depend

I am the one
whose heart breaks
into a thousand pieces

like bad luck for
seven years a mirror
reflects my life

I am the one
whose love
never dies

I am the one
whose love
can never die

and long, long
past when we
are gone

that is something
upon which you
can depend
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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