My Broken Heart Poem by Tina MacAdam
My Broken Heart
My hands are bleeding and cut
from the shattered pieces im picking up
scattered all over the floor in front of me
i have spent hours sitting here on floor
on my knees crying and sobbing
trying to pick up every little peice
My tears fall to the ground
they swirl into the pool on the floor
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
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