Sold Is My Heart Poem by Karen Degnan-foiles
Sold Is My Heart
I gathered the keepsakes
That used to be special
They lay lifeless there
In a box of mistakes
Waiting for a new life to live
This love had worn out
Now a need to be without
Like an old pair of shoes
Cast aside soft and bruised
This lifetime broken, shattered and destroyed
Broken dreams and broken promises
Broken hearts a broken demise
Isn't it funny that's not how it starts
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