Two Of Percy's Poems.

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The Broken.

Broken and lost
Is what became of him.
An empty shell
Of who he once was.
Why?
Is all he asks,
As he was beaten.
He walks with a smile now,
So no one can see my pain.

The Girl With The Gray Eyes

There's a girl,
With blonde princess curls
And sharp gray eyes.
She was crafty and wise.
He loved her,
But she turned her back on his love.
Now with a scar on his chest,
He walks alone.
With a larger scar on his heart.
That was the girl I used to love.

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