Heart RippedA Poem by Barbara Borel
In the sea random hearts float by, some of them broke by a single lie.
Others are torn, ripped from a chest begging for more but getting less. If these tears were made of gold I would sow everyone's hearts and make them bold. But on this day these tears doth drip, and from this tear filled sea do I sip. © 2017 Barbara BorelFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on January 29, 2017 Last Updated on February 1, 2017 AuthorBarbara BorelMetairie , LAAboutBorn and raised in New Orleans. Use words as a way of expressing myself. I dont write for an audience or to get praise or please anyone. Writing is therapy. In my eyes expressing words in paper... th.. more..Writing
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