What's the point in having a heart,
If it's broken?What's the point in having a soul,
If it gets stolen?What's the point in having lungs,
If you don't want to breath?What's the point in loving someone,
If they dont love you back?What's the point in living,
If you have no one to live for?What's the point in having dreams,
If they get crushed?What's the point in caring,
If no one cares about you?
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Beautiful and Broken
PuisiA bunch of poems I write when I'm sad. Please don't Judge, they're probably terrible but oh well sorry, may be triggering. ⚠TRIGGER WARNING⚠