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Heart Break

June 7, 2022

Heart Break

By Amba Gale

When Heart break
makes its way
toward us from
the farthest horizon,
we start to close
in fear that we will be flattened
by the loss,
never to stand again.

When heart breaks come
close like this,
we close ourselves,
Never to face or feel our wounds.

The brittle heart
is easy to break.

Pain shut off and shoved aside
hides in the years
until a time
when fearless heart we grow
and our fierce soul
takes on the past,
releases all our tears
and heals the broken heart.

Broken open now.

Breaking open,
Not apart;

This is how I heal my heart.

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