She'd never dreamed of being evil when she was younger.
In fact, her heart was so big,
She dreamed of saving lives when she grew up.
But she was wrecked,
Irrevocably changed by one bad love,
And that changed her.
She now wanted to save lives,
But she wanted to save them from the "wrong" things.
She hurt others so that they would not be broken by their loves.
She was branded a villain,
Furthering her broken perspective.
She was just trying to help.
Did that make her evil?
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Short Poems
PoetryWell, these poems may not be very eloquent, but they make me feel something.