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Some people

serve food

with broken hearts

 

pack shelves

with broken hearts

 

take your order and smile

with a broken heart

 

remember this

while your curled in bed

 

the door closed, your back

to the world.

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ceara
Irish
Published
Sep 21, 2011
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