Her broken heart weeps unmendabley.
It is crushed and thrashed upon until
there is nothing left but a memory of
what was.
She is laughed at because of her
sorrow.
She must not let her feelings go.
YOU ARE READING
Etc.
PoetryA collection of different pieces I have written over the years. I'll continue to add to this so check back for more pieces. Please keep in mind that none of the pieces are edited so my grammar isn't quite up to par. Comment and vote, if you want...
