I thought you were a star,
But the closer I observed you, I realised you flickered.
You blended in for a short while,
But I spotted the anomaly.
You weren't a star,
But a plane on its next destination to break another heart.
YOU ARE READING
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...
