Dedicated to my favorite poet on wattpad :D
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Shattered
I’m sitting on a chair,
Pictures shattered on the floor.
Just when I thought life was fair,
Happiness walked out the door.
Those pictures I tore apart,
They were memories of a lost fight,
Reminders of a broken heart,
My beloved squeezed tight.
What would normal people do,
After all I’ve been through?
Would you hold a sharp knife,
And put an end to your life?
My love gave me one last picture, one I’ll destroy myself,
I pick it up from the floor, throw it to the fire, and let it burn in hell.
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Nevermore
PoesíaAnother collection of horror poems by me.. Not that they're scary, but they're not poems about hapiness and they're def. about bad things!
