Damaged

Damaged

A Poem by Theressa

Here I sit with a broken heart
Afraid again to make a new start
Damaged goods I guess I am
Don't think there is anyone who can
Mend my heart and make it whole
Now it sits like a lump of coal
Broken is how my heart will stay
Until you come along someday
And mend my broekn heart
So I won't be afraid to make a new start
You'll mend my broken heart with ease
And make sure that everyone see's
That damaged goods I'm not

© 2013 Theressa


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Added on December 20, 2013
Last Updated on December 20, 2013

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Theressa
Theressa

Belleville, Catholic, Canada



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