Broken Angel
Defeated and broken
I sit here once again
Facing the prospect
Of life all alone
It seems that my choices
Misfire and blow up
Making my heart
A pockmarked minefield
Never to know
The joy and the glow
Of love so true
And pure
So once again
I pick up the pieces
To start once again
A Broken Angel
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Written May 24th, 2005
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Thanks Vicky J. I hope it will get better soon as well. My husband is a hard head. Yes, it applies to me, but I am still holding on to a think thread of hope. He has always come to his senses before...
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This is so terribly sad. Not sure if it applies to you. Well worded. You captured the ache so well with the words you chose. Hope things will get better soon.~vj


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