A mending of one's heart*
Darkened void in loneliness despair
One has not taken heed of heart in care
A lonely fill with this broken heart
The empty feeling of no Love, for it is apart
But to turn it around one must nurture this again
Pumping more vital Love, like the Soul that makes it mend
Dom*Colucci 2011
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