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Elke Boon Dec 2019
While reaching toward the ideal, depending on uncertainty, falling into the imperfection
I originally worte this in Dutch so I had to translate it :/ it’s bad I know
Elke Boon Jan 2019
Her heart was like glass,
they both shattered apart when he left
Elke Boon Dec 2018
He just loved her outfit,
while she loved his heart
2nd poem yay! I hope you appreciate it :)
  Dec 2018 Elke Boon
Hannah Field
We're suicidal kids telling other suicidal kids suicide is not the answer.
Elke Boon Dec 2018
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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