Bazaar of Broken Hearts 2

There’s a market that opens at twilight's fall,


Where the broken-hearted answer the call.


A market of memories, bitter and sweet,


Where lost souls and heartaches meet.

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Welcome to the Bazaar of Broken Hearts,


Where love is sold in shattered parts,


Tears and laughter, both play their part,


In this ancient Bazaar of Broken Hearts.

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You can find the tears of your midnight cries,


Echoes of whispers, and long goodbyes,


Promises broken, and vows that turned cold,


Stories of love that were left untold.

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Step right up, don’t be shy, take a look around,


In this marketplace of dreams that crashed to the ground,


Every tear, every smile, every start,


Finds its place in the Bazaar of Broken Hearts.

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Every stall tells a tale of pain,


Of love that was lost in the falling rain,


Fragments of dreams that once were bright,


Now lying in shadows, out of sight.

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There's a vendor with a weary smile,


Selling old hopes that once beguiled,


You can trade your sorrows for a moment's peace,


In this market where broken hearts find release.

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As you wander through the aisles of despair,


Know that every heart has a tune to share,


In this Bazaar where dreams come to part,


You'll find it all for your broken heart.

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This poem is not included in the book, but it will be added to the French edition that will be published this year.

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