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For Broken.

Broken, Left

Broken and left
Again in the night;
Held together, sealed
By daunting fright.

Fictional and frictional
Causing blinding thoughts
To cross you over.
Far away, past the Florida line –
Dreaming of post Christmas
To no longer be a cowardess of time.

Broken and left
With few shed in between –
Silence is the rapture
Of this dazing queen.

Harmony left soiled
Of her torn, tattered past.
Putting away those memories
Is never easy or fast.

Drooping like willows
In the southern air;
Sleeping again fraily
On tear-soaked pillows, not fair.

©2003 Joe Jenkins