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...