This is the part,
Where you tore my heart.
You tricked me with a tart.
Now I'm broken apart.
Alone I am,
Beware of the ham.
It's more of a lamb.
Yet beware,
Beware.
I told you,
I swear.
This is no lamb or ham.
It's poisoned by man
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
