Broken
Broken
She sat quietly in the room
Tears flowed, a broken smile
Feeling lonely, unloved, ugly
Her heart now is defiled
He left her with fear in her heart
Thinking she was in love
He used her then left her, alone
Now she is a hurt dove
She trusted him with everything
As butterflies fluttered
His intentions were wrong, vicious
As he spoke thoughts cluttered
Tears flew from her eyes, her heart churned
Unbelieving this dream
One lesson learned within this game
Love is not as it seems
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