She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.
"She's not yours" I had told myself.
"She's a player", they had said.
"But you love her" said my mind.
"But you can't" debated my heart.
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
