Shattered

Jacqueline’s Junque

As I wipe the wetness from my eyes,
I stand and say my last good-byes.

With cold tears running down my face,
Alone, with no one to embrace.

I wanted to stop, but something inside
Held me back, it was probably pride.

So, I let you go, and it tore me apart
Confused, and nursing my aching heart.

Nothing left between us, or so it seems
Shattered... and broken with my empty dreams.

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