Broken
A broken girl with a broken heart
Meets a broken boy and his broken parts.
Piece by piece and bit by bit,
Put together with love first lit.
Together forever is what they said,
Making love in Doom's sweet bed.
Crashing, tumbling, falling down.
No more balls in flowery gowns.
All of it gone in the blink of an eye;
And never a chance to say good bye.
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I'm a passionate musician. I also enjoy running and working out (just as much as I enjoy food). I'm easy to make friends with and I try to be as honest and upfront as possible. Poetry is just another one of my muses so, I hope you enjoy it!
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