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She wore a broken smile
For just a little while.
She’d paint it on everyday
For no certain reason,
Not the color of the season,
The simple shade of gray.
The shameful walk,
Oh if walls could talk
I wonder what they’d say.
“There she goes,
No one knows
How she begged him to stay”.
But she stood there so confused
That night, broken and used
And watched him drive away.
Black rivers roll down her face
His love no one can ever replace.
A scar this deep will stay.
A river of red,
A concrete bed
Is where she will now lay.

This poem was written/submitted by Santana Hayes.

Category: Break Up Poems
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