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My Broken Heart

When I think of you at night, you are so vivid in my sight. Loving you was what I did, to me farewell was what you bid. I am no different than what I am. The love you gave was just a scam. I cannot settle for second best. I will not be just like the rest. My heart is kind, and giving too. To be like you is something I cannot do. Deep inside I will have to be content, knowing the purest love was what I meant! Written by: S. Matheson 1/10/2002