He takes the dust
Of my shattered heart
And he sweeps it together
To make it start
Over the years
I had been broken down
I kept crashing
Crashing to the ground
When finally
My heart could take no more
When shattered pieces
Hit the floor
I was ready to give myself
To anyone nearby
Then he came along
His heart saying,"Hi"
While he's still sweeping,
And finding new corners
My heart becomes a ghost
I'm using his as a filler
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Collections of Poems&Songs Volume One
PoetryA collection of poems and song lyrics. All original. Some prompted through in-class assignments most of these were written from 13-16 years old during a time that I lived in my own mind. I wanted to live in a fantastical version of my reality to avo...
