By Where does one start
How to begin to tend and mend a broken heart
Left at the alter to ponder over her loving Walter
Wilted, dried up and faded roses taken out of the refrigerator
Placed on an empty table
Memories of a broken promise
Only a few can understand
A shattered dream
An open empty bottle of Ambien left on her nightstand
Harlem,
Heaven is at the foot of Mother…
https://miraclegirlblog.wordpress.com/2016/08/01/miraclechallenge-week-8-dated-2nd-8th-august-2016
MiracleChallenge # 5
#burntoffering
#love
#sadness
Harlem Inner City Blues: Random Thoughts 
This is amazingly written. I liked the way you wrote the pain in form of poem. Good use of prompt image.
Congrats for completing the challenge no.5 💐😇
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