She didn't know she was beautiful
She didn't know she was wonderful
She tried to maker herself perfect
She thought he'd come back then
All alone she felt at night
She wished he had been by her side
She starved and cut and felt the need
To earn perfection out of greed
She thought he'd come back
She thought that he'd care
She thought he'd be at the funeral
But he never showed up there
She tried to fix herself too much
She strived to be fake
She tried to change herself to much
She died of what she thought was fate
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Poetry for the Broken
PoetryHey, guys! These are some poems I have written. Some recently, and some in the past. I would really like to know if you enjoy them and if you can relate. Please comment! Thank you! :)
