Broken Poem by Ron Leyba

Broken



My heart is a prison, an emptiness vault,
to you I gave it without any fault.
You did what you had to and tried to give back,
all that remained and all that was cracked,
Little do you know that my heart was so sealed,
a true love that time would soon would reveal.

Friday, September 26, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness
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