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6 AM

written by: Natalia Aeschliman



A broken heart is born
Falling apart
Slowly reconstructing memories
As if they represent a puzzle
That will show us
Exactly where we went wrong
You're torn
A broken heart you say?
It represents an end
An end of something beautiful
A broken heart
Shows that you tried
That in the arms of love
You were a warrior
You were a storm
You were a shelter
There are tears, there are also
Random smiles of forgotten memories
Feeling half alive
Halfway dead
Yet, you're still feeling
A broken heart is an end
To a beginning
A beginning to an end
A broken heart is love's way
Of telling you
You made it alive
And you will love again
6 am
A broken heart is born
With a fresh pot of coffee
To face the day
To fake the smiles
You will shine anyway...

Natalia Aeschliman

Natalia Aeschliman

MAY 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
My name is Natalia, I was born in Puerto Rico. I live a very simple life with my husband and 2 beautiful kids.
I keep my heart humble, and my words beautifully vulnerable.
I write because it is in my soul.
I write because I don't know how to live without it.
There's something beautiful that only poetry can create in your soul.
Natalia Aeschliman

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