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I had my heart
broken so many times before.
I had my soul
scarred from the blades of regret.
I had lost
the meaning of love.
But when my eyes
landed upon yours,
I never knew you,
but I recognized.
You are the other piece,
of my broken heart.
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Moon Child | Ongoing
Poetry"Home isn't always four walls. Sometimes it's one warm embrace And two people's heartbeats as one. " - Moon Child (StarHues) Collection of poems mostly tackling about falling in love with someone out of your reach. Musings about the pain of unrequit...
