"Broken Men" a poem

I don't remember when I wrote this. All I know is that it was sometime after December of 2011. I've been single since then, so that's how I know it. Anyway, this is another that I actually like. Here is "Broken Men"


Broken men cry alone

Inside their hearts

Nothing at all


Broken souls whisper to no one

Their words are nothing

but quotes from a dead man's diary


Broken hearts burn with pain

Like fire from the depths of Hell

Making them cling to a wish for death


Broken men hold amber bottles

One more f**king love song

And they end it all

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