8. She

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She

By: JhovLovesYou


An octosyllabic poem :)


She tries to have this callous heart

Painless, allows breaking thought not

She doesn't mind, she doesn't care

Even if an arrows hit her

She still walks calmly and straightly


Constancy is not permanent

Like pretty to faded flower

Cannot tolerate pain, still feels

A whole firmed glass into pieces

After all, she's a human too


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Updated July 19, 2016

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