LIFE IN POETRY

His Pretty Flower - Poem Ten

You destroyed what was left of herself,

Let her tear down her kingdoms wall for you,

She was just another one for your shelf.

It didn't even leave you the littlest bit of blue.

Now she can never love another boy,

Never let them touch her like you did,

You treated her like some pitiful toy,

While she wanted to raise your kid.

She felt your fingers on her collarbone,

With simple fleeting touches.

Tried to copy the beautiful stars to be your clone,

You left her heart on fire just trying to find her clutches.

Now she's all alone,

With a boy trying to repair what you slaughtered.

If only she would of known you were a monster.

But don't worry she will keep your pretty flowers watered.

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