Her heart is like a stone
that you found long ago on the lawnOf all the things that you own
you always held that garnet stoneYou said that you treasure all the things that you own
but why did you leave the stone
to break all alone
4/27/18
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Thoughts of the Broken
PoesiaThis is a compilation of my not-so-great-but-I-hope-you'll-like-it poems.