My Broken Heart
So many dismal pieces my heart has become
Each dying cadence a tribute to its lost integrity
Solidarity is foreign to these islands of straining life
Remembrances of affection like failed ambition
Numbness and dispassion cling to each disjointed piece
And I float on in placid denial of all of the cracks
For it is too late to return…
All of the chasms are irreparable.
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