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THE BROKEN HEARTS CLUB

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You give your Heart to someone, but

they keep Breaking it.

You Pretend it doesn’t Hurt, you keep

Faking it.

You Wish they would Realize, you Can’t

keep Taking it.

Yet, you keep Giving them your Heart

and they keep Breaking it.

You wear a Fake smile but Tears keep

Replacing it.

You try to Tell them, but they’re not

Hearing it.

They Say they “LOVE” you, but your not

Feeling it.

Yet, you keep Giving them your Heart

and they keep Breaking it.

We were brought into this world Needing

someone. Someone to have and

Someone to hold. Someone to be there

for you and Love, even when you grow Old.

It could be a Friend, a Family member or

some Other person like that. But that is

as Mystifying as a Magic trick. Pulling a

Rabbit out of a Hat.

So we keep on Looking, until we get it

Right. Steadily keeping that New

horizon, in our Sight.

Hoping with some new Dawn. That we Find that special Person,

to help us Move on.

Move on Living, Move on Smiling, Move

on Laughing and no more Crying.

Someone you Won’t have to Beg or

Plead, for them to Give you what you

Desperately need.

That doesn’t Have to know Everything, to

simply say, “I Understand.” That without

Question, will Always hold your Hand.

It’s a Wish that sometimes Never comes

True. It May for Others, but it feels, Not

for You.

So you Cling to Memories of what Use to

be. When everything was Great and your

Happiness would fly Free.

In hopes One Day they will Want to see.

Just what it is they are Doing, to not just

You but also Me.

So we Continue giving our Hearts to

someone who keeps Faking it. We keep

giving it to someone…

who Keeps Breaking it.

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