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MY HEARTACHE








MY HEARTACHE


















You are an itch for which I know no cure,
I can scratch but only become sore,
Is there a cream I can rub on to cure
My restless mind so I think of you no more?


You seeped into my pores, got under my skin,
Until eventually my love you did win,
You captured my heart, mind body and soul,
But alas, it was for me that the bell did toll.


It`s over and we each lead a different life,
A thousand cuts with a very sharp knife
Couldn`t describe the pain that I now feel,
I can only hope that in time my wounds will heal.


Gone are my hopes, dreams when my love you did forsake,
You have left me now with nothing but lasting heartache.


   copyright Elsie



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