Somewhere a heart is drowning,
In tears it tries to hide-
Let not your eyes be blinded,
To its false display of pride.
Somewhere a heart keeps reaching,
For dreams that fade and die-
Let not your ears be deafened,
To its sad and mournful cry.
Take time to look and listen-
You will find each broken heart,
And to show an act of kindness,
your will turn to gold.
Another poem by me.
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