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a poem about a girl's broken heart. |
| He Will Never Know The heart that used to be whole, The heart that belonged to a joyful soul, The heart that used to be complete, Now feels a sense of defeat. Once was so full but now so bare, Once belonged to a man, now, doesn’t care, Once had so much hope and desire, Now, will never again burn with that fire. The whole heart is now only half, Though, the full body can feel the draft, The days and nights drag so slowly, But her broken heart will never show, A broken heart, he will never know. |