Everything was perfect,
Everything was bliss.
She found a man who she loved,
One that she could hug or kiss.
Would fuck rough or sex slow
Or everything in between.
But to him she was a filler, body count through the roof, he is known as the lady killer,.
He got bored of the same pussy that he called his...
Found one younger, with a darker heart underneath a set of firmer tits.
There was no break up not even a letter,
He just vanished one day in November.
Now she's gone too,
cuz she rather die from a cold blade
then have her heart bleed out and die of old age.
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Tainted From a Broken Heart - Poems
PoetryWhen one has their heart broken one too many times, then they become prone to letting go the next person they fall for a little easier. Possibly they no longer feel or maybe they fear from it happening again. Emotionally numb or snake bitten, their...
