hearts get broken, hearts get healed
life goes on and nothings revealed
wounds will open, but they get scabed
someone comes along and give it a stab
rich and red the sea of blood
tears are shed, the world will flood
by and bye the tide will wane
hormones reabsorbed, the brain will reign
time will heal, time will forget
for some 'friends', that is a threat
listen not their words of subversion
they only serve to cause distraction
love doesn't fade, it changes form
and its not wrong, its just the norm
no one knows if it will revert
but do or don't, there will be hurt
to ask how he is, would be too rude
at this time, i should not intrude
i hope he heals and stop aching
but i cannot know, i never should
time will heal and healing needs time
to disrupt that process is a grevious crime
but i did, and i pay the price
my heart got caught on a workbench vise.
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