He broke me.
He broke me like a glass shattering on the floor
I can't be fixed
Like a pinata at a child's birthday party
Everyone wants the candy
But the pinata itself gets thrown away
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The sad side of town
PoetryBasically this is a book of Poetry, quotes, love, hate, life, death, flowers and pretty girls, there will be lots of it and some I did myself. If there is anything you would like me to post about or add to my book, feel free to give me ideas or ask...
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He broke me.
He broke me like a glass shattering on the floor
I can't be fixed
Like a pinata at a child's birthday party
Everyone wants the candy
But the pinata itself gets thrown away
