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miss lebo chepape


The Child With A Broken Heart


The Child With A Broken Heart

Hurt deceived broken tormented
Forgotten exiled broken exterminated
Destitute motherless broken sore
Is there still hope?
Will someone open that decade shut door?
...
Dream destiny mended revival
Faith wish love's arrival
Mended not broken...mended mended mended
All the pain and suffering has ended
...Will there ever be such?
All I ask for is a mended heart, is that too much?
Oh please please do open that door
Hopefully on the other side, pain and suffering of the heart's core
are no more
Each day's sun illuminates freedom
I feel the warmth lay on my tear-wet face
I close my eyes & whisper more more more
Each time yelling it louder than I did before
The idea of peace is what I adore
For when there's peace
I don't need a saddened and broken heart_what for?

Miss Lebo

Submitted: Thursday, June 05, 2014
Edited: Sunday, June 08, 2014

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  • Gajanan Mishra (6/5/2014 11:08:00 AM)

    pain and suffering at heart's core, good writing. go on..
    please read my poems and comment. (Report) Reply

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