The Dinner Party|Poem

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Hearts break,
Glasses shatter.
Around you
The pieces scatter.

Heart drops,
Drums clatter.
People ask you
What's the matter.

Smile fades,
Voices chatter.
Still they ask
What's the matter.

Eyes tear,
Drinks splatter.
She never told them
What was the matter.
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I'm writing this as a story now.

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