A shaped clay,
When it get disturbed too much, it turns ugly.
A coffee,
When you stirred it too much, it turns cold.
A person,
When you constantly hurt them,
It shatters them.
When a glass is shattered, taping it will not turn it back to its old form.
When a person feelings is shattered, apologising will not turn them back to how they were.
Do not hope for a snowball in hell.
-R.X-
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A Piece of Heart in Question
PoésieThis is where I pour my untold feelings in the form of poems. I'm sure a lot of people will relate to this.
