Aren't we so perfectly terrible?
With your heart of ice,
A princess of indifference.
And my heart of stone,
A champion of loneliness.
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Short and Bittersweets
RandomShort poems. No more than 8 lines long. Fragments of thought really. Pretty words for the sake of pretty words.
Ice and Stone
Aren't we so perfectly terrible?
With your heart of ice,
A princess of indifference.
And my heart of stone,
A champion of loneliness.
