The Broken Hearted - Poem by Stephen Katona
Then in a clearing those broken hearted met,
So full they all seemed of regret.
They looked each other in the eye,
Life had made them want to die,
Tears showed they could understand,
As they took each other by the hand.
At first it seemed to take a while,
Then the first face began to smile.
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