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Thursday, April 11, 2013

My Heart Broken


My Broken Heart   
Oh, how much a smile can hide.
Helpless, Confused, and Lonely inside.
Shouldn't I have already shattered?
My heart is broken. Should it even matter?
As a tear goes down my cheek,
I swear I've never felt this weak.
Why does being alone feel so right to me?
Is this how I'm meant to be?
It's like nobody can see,
What has happened to me.
As if my broken heart
Isn't tearing me apart....
  -Ray Nava

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