No one can fix me
Cause I'm a broken piece
Come, try to fix me
No one can fix me during this phaseA brokenhearted
That person who's full of hatred
Loving that boy that's my friend
He was in love but blindedCan we please end this?
It's tiring and not pleasing
Can we both reach the ending
How can I stop loving?My love, can we paint?
How we both handle the pain
But you left me with a gash
A sacred glass, smashed in the trashBut then this guy came
The monster was tamed
The pain become a paint
My favorite number became eightWhen I first saw you
Then my heart says, “I love you.”
And I always do
It beats only for youYou make me believe
That true love really exist
And the bitterness become the sweetest
I can score in any testJust for you babe, I'll be brave
And I know it's not a game
But a love that will last
"And it will never face a blast."
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DELICATE
Poetry'DELICATE' is the fourth Anthology by an author known by the pen name of Kieth, released on March 14, 2024. 'DELICATE' consists of 25 poems. This anthology focuses on storytelling and also what other people's perspectives might be. It debuted with 7...