Poem 12
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Poem 12

Mend my broken heart
For someone tore it apart.
All I feel is sorrow and pain,
Is there anything else I can gain?
Questions arise is ny head,
As I toss and turn in my bed.
Whenever I think of you, I ask myself why,
Sooner or later, I break down and cry.
Someone please mend my heart back together,
I don't want to feel this way forever.

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