He never asks how she feels, I guess it'll be unknown, for a jesters heart can surely break, an endless battle overgrown.
Surely everyone else can see but the truth shall be untold, nobody should dare to interfere with the strange love that's been shown.
Pictures flash and people love but I guess this clown won't know, for she only sees him for a god but this love will soon be blown.
Love dies and she will cry and broken shall be her dreams, how can she love forever if she can't understand what forever means.
Years have past and months have as they always do, now she's grown independent and is ready to start a-new.
She packs her bags and escapes to be her very own gal, she wants to live but cannot seem to do so without her pal.
Now years have past and she sits thinking while being murderous again, "Why I surely cannot be myself without being Harley Quinn!"
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I know this seems short but it seemed to suit my mood and it wasn't drawn out. I hope you enjoyed this, I will be more active in the writing community very soon so make sure you keep in touch and follow me!
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Harley Quinn ❤️♦️(Fan-Made Poem)
PoetryThis poem was created when I wanted to end myself but what kept me alive was the thought of how my favorite villain Harley Quinn must've felt when she was being treated poorly. Please feel free to comment or like and subscribe! Attention!; Harley Qu...
