Tanka: Glass Heart
I hand you my heart,
So delicate and fragile,
Often kept hidden.
No return, you let it fall free.
My glass heart: shattered.
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Hopeful Hate and Broken Hearts Poetry Collection
PoetryA series of thought-provoking and meaningful poetry - of the dark side of love, of the lightness of hatred, and of broken hearts - challenging all we believe to be clean-cut and black-and-white about two of the most pivotal things in our world today...
