Broken hearts and broken souls,
tell the tales that they unfold.
Broken promises and untold truths,
seem to be the future's fruits.
Broken loves and undried tears,
mend themselves over many years.
Broken dreams and broken vows,
crushed before us, even now.
Broken hopes and broken fears, 
passed down to unheard ears.
Broken wishes and broken sights,

drift away into the night.

-Samantha Goans-