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January 2004 Poetry You ripped my heart out,
tore it to pieces,
then gave it back like nothing.
You left me with nothing,
you made me feel like nothing,
but most of all, to me,
you became nothing,
as I lay here,
unstitched.
Waiting to heal,
but time is pain,
something I'll feel,
forever.
~*~ Jill ~*~
How to explain a broken heart?
For everyone, it is a different feeling. Yours is revealed in your usage of the word "unstitched."
This is excellent!!!
It shows such a vivid picture into the heart that is depicted here.
Very well done!
Amy
Gentle is the night♥