❝ p o l l y ❞

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I never saw you as destructive,

you were rather destroyed,

but looking at you now

I think your heart has shrivelled

up;

and I think you've broken a lot of

hearts,

and I think I understand why

people at school

detest your supercilious pretence

but I cant seem to.

I cant.

because I still see, with my heart,

the image of a girl

who ate way too much ice cream

even on the coldest of days.

j.c.