**Free To A Good Home**{xrayer}

The sign says "Free to a good home",
As tears roll down from my eyes.
"Slightly used" are the next words you see,
"Only the serious should reply".

"A few dents, and marks on the outside",
But enough love to last a life time.
Faded paint across my outer soul,
It's only my broken heart and this ragged sign.

Chains still erupt around my heart,
The ones that you left when you walked away.
You never opened your ears or eyes,
For with the love that I felt, I could never stray.

The walls may need a bit of paint,
As the tears ran down them for so long.
To break this loving heart of mine,
You proved to be unloyal and wrong.

So now I sit with the sign that reads,
"To a good home I will mend and survive".
But I give no guarentee to whomever,
That my heart can completely revive.

No rent will you have to pay to live here,
Just treat the place real nice and with care.
And over look the appearance of it,
For heartache has left a few holes there.

I will leave the door open real wide,
If there is one out there that wants this place.
As I sit here in solitude and loneliness,
With tears streaming down my face.

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