She was the envy of them all
The veritable “Belle of the Ball”
Yet they never realised
The depth of sadness, in her eyes
For she was broken beyond repair
Only worthy of an enviable stare
No one would ever get inside
To see a heart, no longer resides
There.
Only a broken memory of love.
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~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart 
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