Spaces and Traces

I think broken hearts never heal.
How's that provide any weal?
They simply patch up
When we try to match up
Ourselves with a new deal

We must find new spaces
In our heart's places
For brand new passions
That its beats can ration
But that still leaves traces

Old ones there do hide
As they must inside
As they should
It's not love if you don't imbibe
The bad with the good...

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