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Broken Heart

Broken Heart

 

She wore her heart on the outside.

Never easy to protect.

Such a fragile, exposed target.

Tears, always ready to reflect.

 

Bad boys were her youthful downfall.

Lessons she never learned.

Led astray by furtive lies,

Her fingers often burned.

 

She pulled deadweights behind her,

Broken promises too hard to bear.

Expectation turned to sunken hope,

As real love was never there.

 

Men in her world took advantage,

Their traits she saw as true.

Victim of an underworld,

Wore badges, coloured black and blue.

 

They found her in the local park,

Floating in the lake.

Drowning was the official cause,

But her heart did finally break.

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Robert Mann

Sat 25th Jan 2025 20:02

Rolph David - thank you for the validation and very considered remarks. I am attempting to write more from observation and experience of the different worlds people have to live in. Looks like it might be the way forward.
Rob

Rolph David

Sat 25th Jan 2025 17:37

Dear Rob,
Your poem is hauntingly raw and devastating. The image of a woman whose open heart became her undoing is deeply tragic, and the descent from hope to despair is portrayed with unflinching honesty.
The final line, where her broken heart meets its literal end, is both chilling and profoundly moving. It speaks to a lifetime of pain that no one should have to endure.
Thank you for capturing such unbearable sorrow with such stark, unforgettable words.
Take care,
Rolph

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