I know how to
stitch, know how
to sew on…
I know how to
bring all the pieces
back to one.
I know,but
I choose my heart
not to mend.
For you cannot
break again what’s
already broken.
Forever you shall
remain, my very
favorite scar. And
that, my Dearest, is
just how painfully
special you are…
Via today’s Daily Prompt: Broken
Cyranny's Cove 
Well penned
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Thank you 🙂 xx
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Very nice.♡
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Thank you, Cheryl 🙂 I am a hopeless romantic… hehehehe
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Me too, that’s why I love your writing…well one of the reasons..; )
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Life would be so boring without a little romance, wouldn’t it?? 😉 Even if it is sometimes a little cheesy 😛
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I like cheese : ))
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Hahahaha me too!! (eating some right now)
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; )
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Hear the thunder
From above
The sound of falling
Out of love
Raindrops bursting
Sky of black
From here there is
No turning back
Hearts are broken
Tears are shed
The sheets lay cold
Upon the bed
They can’t be fixed
There is no glue
To reconnect
Both me and you.
So close the curtains
Slam the door
The world won’t see me
Anymore
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oh dad you’re so poetic, have a good flight!
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Change of plan …. not going till tomorrow …. plenty of time to get your hair done.
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great count me in!
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Beautiful!!
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so sweet!
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This poem actually reminds me of a situation in my past. Very poignant.
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