Broken-hearted I lay
Goodnight yesterday
You broke my heart
He spared my Spirit
A bruised reed
He will not break
I've no need to fear it
You broke my heart
Now
You have become the muse
Again
Of my poetic form of art
Now the art will soothe
...my brokenheart
And I will move
...beyond the reeds
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