heart scattered

sunlit field 6.3.14 1

his golden face conquered
her heart of gold
his honeysoaked words
completed the victory
she gave in
never knowing
his heart was already won
and he was just a puppet
in his mistress’s hands
truth dawned like it always does
after hundreds of dark, sleepless nights
she scattered the piece of her broken heart
and moved on into smiling dawn
pieces of her heart still glows in sun

sign 16.2.14 SM


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