Your words stung more than 1,000 needles in my heart,
Each word a venom filled hatred,
Wrath is an understatement,
Because with each passing moment the pain dulls,
And I feel a little better,
Wounds won't heal or so they say,
For the 1,000 needles in my heart left not one scar
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Unfortunate Love Poems
PoésieMy collection of love poems but not the cute, flirty kind. Its the tragic version of love which is heartbreak and crushed dreams. Some wonder "why me" but everything happens for a reason. New beginnings? A promise? A dream? Maybe even a glistening...
