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Bella
Poems
Sep 2018
My Heart
My heart.
Made of stone,
Cold like ice.
Broken glass,
Kills me.
Torn paper,
Burned to ash.
Black and white,
Don’t choose light.
Give me life,
Or I’ll be dead.
Another one of my old poems i found here recently. I don’t really know how i came up with it, but i thought you guys would like to read it!
#heart
#sad
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