How is it you can always tell a broken heart?
No scars exist for one whom was used.
No marks last for someone who was cheated on.
No bandages for a crush cruelly crushed.
No hospital to operate on a marrage gone sour.
No doctor to repair for that is lost and gone.
How is it you can tell someone has lost their love?

Just look into their eyes...

08/15/2002

Author's Note: This was a thought that I had, and desided to write a poem on it. It's rather thought provoking. I actually had gottan quite a few good comments out of this.

Posted on 08/15/2002
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