Contemplating Poem by Claire Abbott
Contemplating
In the dark of the night,
I sit contemplating,
And waiting,
For the right person to come.
I feel so all alone,
Like my world has fallen apart,
I'm waiting,
For someone to catch my heart.
Its broken into pieces,
A million pieces on the floor,
I'm hoping,
Someone will love me even more.
I've been hurt,
I'm scared of what will come,
I'm praying,
One day I will find someone.
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4/30/2024 6:34:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'..pieces of heart contemplating, to get back into one, and in anticipation of finding a right heart to help it! ' - very nice expression of a pure pain!