you valued the little things,
while i only knew grand gestures.
our insecurity and lack of maturity,
led to our souls straying further apart.
my actions were unrealistic,
your words were insufficient;
a heart once whole,
slowly but surely becomes broken.
a.
(probably the most vulnerable i've ever been in a poem)
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words to kill and words to heal | a poetry collection
Poesíajust some poems i wrote, in an attempt to express my emotions :-) constructive criticism is always welcome!
