Her heart was like glass,
they both shattered apart when he left
He just loved her outfit,
while she loved his heart
2nd poem yay! I hope you appreciate it :)
We're suicidal kids telling other suicidal kids suicide is not the answer.
For him the worst thing that was broken was his bottle of whiskey,
for her it was her heart.
My first poem :) I hope you like it!
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