• The Broken Hearted Don’t Sing

    by  • July 21, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Heartbreak, Waxing Poetic • 1 Comment

    Empty hallways,
    whispered words,
    shattered smile.

    Salty pillow,
    sleepless nights,
    shattered spirit.

    Stifled cries,
    lost stares,
    shattered sparks.

    I thought I was
    more to you than that.
    I thought I was something
    more than nothing.

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    One Response to The Broken Hearted Don’t Sing

    1. heartbroken
      August 12, 2011 at 8:24 pm

      I totally relate to this; I stopped singing because I was so heartbroken. I am trying to sing once again. Best of luck to you.



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