A frozen heart and a single kiss. A delicate touch on the tip of her lips. Her delicate heart shatters like glass. None shall see behind her mask. A fake smile to cover her pain. As she screams out his name. Tears like acid stream down her face. Her heart shatters like a vase. Her eyes then loses their life and soul. Stone cold is better still, as she loses all of her will. Hours and hours of this pain makes one go insane. For a broken heart there is no cure...only pure pain.
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Solitary days and humble nights
PoesíaThis is a book of poetry and short story's Book 1
