If heartbreak opens the door to creativity,
Let my sadness bring forth a new song.
Depressed and lonely can be the melody,
Despair and longing, the harmony.
I may not be a master composer,
Who stalks the halls of an Opera,
But I have his abandoned, broken heart.
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Dancing from the Page
PoesíaA collection of poetry and maybe some prompts on random subjects. It's probably going to get weird. Don't get confused by the ducklings.
