Mending the Pieces: Finding Strength and Healing in a Broken Heart
I came to her to mend my ways
She saw me as a worthless phase
I lovingly told her to take some-time
Have patience, peace, and a tranquil time
She went away with space to breath
I spent that time with a joyous wreath
At last when I saw her far away
I ran to grab her way
Slowly when I came near
I saw a man as her teddy bear
She sat with him in a posh car
And went way, to miles afar?
Seeing the scene, that pierced my heart
And I went away with a heavy heart
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