My Heart Is a Piece Of Ripped Emotions.


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This poem is about a young maiden who waits continually on her lovers return from the sea.

He promises her he shall return.

She had waited so long he feels like a Ghost and now her Heart is broken.


My heart is

a piece

of ripped

Emotion

Bigger than

The sea

Drowning

In the ocean

♥️

In love

With my Captain

Am I only

His notion

If I try

To mend

All which

Is broken

♥️

The lonely

Sea he sailed

Feels like he 

A Ghost

Words unspoken

Shall he be the one

Who holds the key

To a lock on a door

Which is already open

♥️

Let me hear his name

When my heart

Is no longer broken

🌝


Annie Mitchell 

©


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