The Broken Hearted Girl

How is it that each relationship ends with a broken heart, a new start for me and you to be worlds apart, yeah it’s daft, breaking up is not in my chart or a part of my craft. I often wear a mask to stop myself falling apart thinking of a new fresh start, I miss your laugh and the way you turned rags to riches to look smart. You silly old fart,your always have a place in my heart. 

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