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Tristesse dans la solitude
I will not lie down before you,
Without a care for who I am.
I am not for the highest bidder
To take for a tinker's damn.
It's clear I have a broken heart
My worth not taken by love
But I'll always abide by a strong lady's creed
To stand and rise above.
Loneliness won't kill me
Nor will a lovers glare
My worth not defined by a valentine
But..... I'll fade and there's not one to care.
I'm alone and there's nobody coming
To kiss me or hold my hands
I can feel the heart in me harden
To prepare for the cold barren lands
© 2012
poem
by
Ruby Honeytip
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