Hark

Did you hear that?

I think it was the sound of my heart breaking

but don’t let it bother you

or take up your time

because it won’t happen again

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Author: valo

I am a poet, writer and activist with a special interest in human rights for children and women as well as the elimination of poverty worldwide. If you read this today, feed someone locally for me will you? Drop off a non perishable food item at the food bank nearest you and consider yourself hugged. Thank you!

14 thoughts on “Hark”

    1. I hear ya Denise. I know one thing, my heart is locked up tighter than the Canadian Mint. I will never give my heart to anyone again not ever. 🙂

    1. Indeed J. I can only speak for myself, obviously, but a heart can be battered and broken only so many times and then it becomes hardened, indestructible and remote.

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