Broken Heart Poem by Godfrey AnguaMante

Broken Heart



My hand is sweaty, my heart is cold
My eyes are teary, I can’t be bold
My hopes have failed me, a thousand fold
And now I’ll worry, until I’m old
My heart is broken so bad it seems
My soul is fleeting just like perfumes
My lover has left me for a guy with hymns
But it all will pass just like in dreams

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