Living With a Dead Heart

Freshly served, old or decayed
The taste of heartbreak is the same.
Whether soaked in hot baths or cold
The pain only gets worse I Know.

Lonely and deserted you may feel
Hopeful I think you should be
For anything you can live with
Makes you stronger believe me!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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December 6, 2015 at 1:06 PM
You describe this very well.
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