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Heart In A Box

The bitter cold,
Her only friend-

She hangs from a tree
Like an icicle -
Dripping tears onto crisp virgin snow

Waiting for him
To show his face-

Those eyes that touched her
Deep and warmed up her heart... gone

He’s never coming back-
She’s left with a cold black heart in a box

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  • Angelflower
    April 29, 2008

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    Oh! this was truly written so beautifully... you took the prompt and just ran with it.. You did such a great job here.. Lost with a usless heart really.. I loved it! best of luck to you..

    Angel