Addline: The Hole at All poetry

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bearygood	I took off my head and looked in the hole There was a torn heart, and a ripped soul.
AngelicMistress	I cried and I cried when I saw what was inside, I just hurt and I hurt, what else is there besides.....
kirbysman	It's all so torn up, don't know what to do. I'd put it together but there's no superglue
bearygood	I replace my head 'cause I need it to think Wringing tears from my eyes with a hard blink
Michael 54	I now need to go to a body parts store So I can be whole and broken no more
Lady Falon	How do you fix something that's been broken so much? Some pieces are irreplaceable, and shatter from the slightest touch
bearygood	Some pieces are missing, and I'll never find. My heart is broken and I'm losing my mind.
Songbird123	I thought for a moment who needs superglue? A pile of pudding and cement should do. But still there are missing pieces of my shattered heart
Lace1	laying in pieces all across the floor, perhaps I'll take them to the hardware store, and get some advice, whatever glue works best, I'll pay the price.
bearygood	Pieces of my heart scattered across the floor. My soul disappearing, gone. not working any more.
Karamel Kandy	Deeper seclusion, deeper palpitations enshrouded in a life of endless hatred Rain dissolved in hatred and despair, is the every single tear I shed...
bi-polarbear	So once again, I look down into the hole there, at last see a struggling soul.