no heart. #poetry

Posted on 26 July 2017 by

when he broke her heart
he thought she would recover
but if he had one
of his own
(a heart, that is)
he would have known

messy heart.
©2017 what sandra thinks

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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Hawaii where she could learn to surf. She loves music, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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12 Responses to no heart. #poetry

  1. sonofabeach96 says:
    26 July 2017 at 4:23 pm

    Sometimes, they just don’t care. 😒

    Liked by 2 people

    Reply
  3. rogermoorepoet says:
    26 July 2017 at 6:07 pm

    Neat… anyone who ever had a heart … some don’t …too many nowadays …

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply
  5. tessaryanwrites says:
    27 July 2017 at 12:11 pm

    Powerful. Thank you.

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

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