Estranged Heart

A marked people

By the feeling inside

Nothing showing

But a an urge to hide

To tell apart those

Estranged hearts.


A kind people

Friends of pain

Jealously keep it

Oh, and rain

For themselves, those

Estranged hearts.


A bitter people

Seeing day by day

What they deny

Their souls, a truthful say

For half honest, those

Estranged hearts.


A deadly people

Unto themselves

Not good enough, so

Leave love on the shelves.

And walk empty handed

Those estranged hearts.


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