My heart,
It is soft,
It is beauty,
It is a glass,
Once you touched it,
It bloom as flower,
It grow beautifully,
Decorated with full of shines,
But once you throw it away,
Its damage,
Its broke,
Its died.
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PoetryMaybe you should learn to live without bestfriend even its hurt but you must do . I lose my soul just to let my ego win -MISSROSE -