A jeweler

In search of a jeweler

to mend my broken heart

The chain I wear is tarnished

and needs a silversmith

A heart needs molded back together

To face this stormy weather

Ahead of me

For my heart is broke in two

It use to be a locket

With a picture of me and of you

The chain let go and broke it's hold

The heart fell to the floor

When you walked out our door

I am in search of a jeweler

to mend my broken heart

 

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"For my heart is broke in two

It use to be a locket

With a picture of me and of you

The chain let go and broke it's hold

The heart fell to the floor

When you walked out our door"
wonderful imagery and writing, but sad. Thank you for sharing