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Dying From A Broken Heart?

by amanda-shelton

Don't believe the doctor if they say no one can die from a broken heart. I will tell you why. One day I fell in love, I fell hard, so hard I became blinded by it's beautiful display, it caught my attention and my wandering eye. But soon it caught me by surprise, it was broken, and no batteries were included. It took all I had, told me lies, stole my heart and damaged my life. Though I was broken, life always passes by, time heals all but scares are left behind. I might be softer from ware, but I am not going to be softer the next time love catches my eye. I know better. For now I suffer from high blood pressure. Doctor can't figure out why. © 2017 Amanda Shelton
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amanda-shelton
44 / F / California USA
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Written by
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44 / F / California USA
Published
Aug 17, 2017
Time
2m
Tags
#love#broken#heart#struggles
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