A Gift For A Broken Heart Poem by Bahaa Essed

She broke this heart made of pure gold
She made her choice of getting someone else or being sold
Never thought a friend will be sad when she will never be around
A sadly voice i hear of him as he asks why she did turn this love round and round
Was it worth the years? Will it end with tears? Will this matter be a lesson to learn that when love comes never stay near?
Surly i would say, learn from me and my mistakes
Always have a solid heart with every choice that you make
If she will come back to your hands, make her promise you she will make a brand new true love start
Or if seperation was a final answer, make sure you say your goodbyes, and sign under thee
Our love is dead, wraped up back to you as a gift for a broken heart