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The state of my heart

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Once full of life and love, adorned with wings,
now a vast wasteland between my heart strings.
Widening as time ticks on,
cracked and dry, almost numb.
No longer carefree, void of how to feel,
in an abandoned desert, life has no appeal.
Under the surface it's still beating, somehow going on,
as predictable as the day begins with the rising of the sun.
The time ticks on, days become years,
no rains fall, just salty tears.
Only the heavens full of stars,
know the state of my broken heart.


Poetry by Suzanne Karbach                 Janunary 2015
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