06 January 2015

not a broken heart

locked in my heart under a watchful eye
my love is the stars in an endless sky
protected it throughout the year
I do this with things I hold dear
don't want them spoiled
dirtied and soiled
they're special see
at least to me
what happened was my greatest fear
I opened up let someone near
they trampled on my heart
then they ripped it apart
no longer free
I is a we
like death

Copyright © 2015 Patrick B Vince

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