Poem: Broken

A heart that keeps breaking
is a heart that keeps waking
to a smile that keeps faking
what no one else believes.

All the time it's aching
and labours in the making
of a world that keeps taking
until it up and leaves. 

Now the ground is shaking, 
there's no more time for baking, 
and no one does the raking, 
for the heart no longer grieves. 

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