A Hole

A hole in my heart
That won’t ever heal;
Be hind all the sorrow,
A hole in my heart,
That won’t ever mend.
Be hind all the laughs and giggles,
A hole that grows deeper and faster.
I know I won’t die of natural diseases,
Instead of a broken heart of pain.
Not even friends or family can sew
This heart back together;
It is some thing that will grow with me,
Until the day I die.

 
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