You bear a smirk-
That mocks my hurt
The man who brought you-
Is lower than dirt
But you cannot see-
And neither, he
That a broken heart-
Does not easily agree
And your sneer only serves-
To taunt my agony.
So upon your string-
I attach this note
With a heavy heart-
And the stubborn hope
That my resolve alone-
Will keep me afloat
And that one of these days-
I'll be stronger, and cope.
Mira Community Member 
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