I was beautiful once
but I think it's now
the time for my destroying
seeing as it is what
you're doing
shattering not only my heart
with the betrayal
but my very soul
with your love that is now in denial
but I'm a phoenix
crumble me to dust
I'll rise from
all of me
that was once crushed
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Pure and Not
Poetrythe best thing about poetry is that I might be talking about drowning and someone will take it as flying in the sea. that is the thing about poetry, it doesn't tell you anything but yet it makes you feel everything; love, hate, sadness and happiness...
