One thing I've learned over the course of my life is never to connect songs to the wrong people.
Music is an open door, a gateway to heaven, when times get tough.
Music is therapy, a process of healing through relatable words and sweet melodies.
If I share a song with you, make it our own, I am showing you my upmost devotion.
Songs that once healed me with connotations of you are now those that hurt me.
They get ruined.
Destroyed.
It's as if you broke both hearts I offered to you,
One within the body, one in the form of my beloved music genre.
There isn't a pain quite like it.
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Bruised
Poetry"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
