Cry of the broken heart

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    Cry of the broken heart

    Oh I feel so horrified, I feel so hurt

    Like a pig who has rubbed in dirt.

    How could you do this to me, Just how could you?

    I gave  you my all, my only existence I gave to you.

    When I first saw you, I saw love

    When I looked into your eyes, I saw love

    I could have stopped breathing if you told me to.

    I did all what I could to make you comfortable

    To feel special and wholly presentable

    You pierced my heart with a daggar and expect me to smile?

    I am lost, my life is fallen away like what Autumn season does to Maple leaves.

    Never again will I do this, Never again.

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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