I swear you were a dragon, spitting fire when you spoke. Your words, they burned me. It hurt me, you hurt me. And afterwards you left me and just flew away.
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Babies Born Broken
Poetryliving life through my broken brown eyes eyes perceived through my messy words.
Burned
I swear you were a dragon, spitting fire when you spoke. Your words, they burned me. It hurt me, you hurt me. And afterwards you left me and just flew away.
