at night when all there is a whisper of past thoughts running past my mind i ponder about a broken heart and i wonder if that broken heart will ever be glued to another as it was glued to yours then my mind races at the thought of how i felt that our once mended hearts beat for one another then all thoughts stop and there is only one whisper and i listen as it turns to a bitter cry from this broken heart because its now only a fraction of its past self for you ripped your heart away from mine without a sigh of warning and glued it to another as my broken heart cries and whispers about the pain the whispers of thoughts ponder on if your heart feels at home now for my thoughts no longer for myself my thoughts are of this other heart that was once mine as well and the broken heart left behind feels anger for the first time and curses the owner of this other piece of heart as all thoughts stop i realize its now five in the morning and my broken heart and i have to get up and start our day of new fake smiles and laughs new fake i love you's new fake i need you's and the new fake me while you wake up and have not even a whisper in your mind to remind you my name
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my midnight thoughts
Poetrybasically i get random poems in my head that i just type up and ive never thought about putting them on here but i have courage today please tell me if there is anything you think i can do to make these poems better im not the best writer so critici...
