You throw acid on my heart.
Every time you tear me apart.
You spill acid on my heart.
And everytime I feel like my soul will depart.
Acid, acid.
Everytime that you're placid.
Acid, acid.
Everytime that you act it.
Everytime you paint scars like an art.
It feels like acid on my heart.
A/N: My poetry is improving alotttt. 😻😻😻😻
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The Ink Of Hearts.
PoetryA book composed of poetry, emotions, broken hearts and hope. "My heart drips ink on my carving stones." •°•°•°•Highest ranking uptill now: #11 in poem•°•°•°• This book is copyrighted under wattpad and no copying is allowed without the consent of the...
