Where the stars in my sky
are the smoke in yours.
And the shadows lurking in my eyes
are your world of closing doors.
And the person saying "I love you"
has broken you beyond repair.
And the teardrop in my eyes
is a life of your despair.
Yet I stare with admiration
at a world that's on its knees.
For the world is not ugly.
The way we shape it
might be.
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A World Of Broken Thoughts
PoetryA churning sea of lost ideas gathered into a collection of poems and thoughts. Disclaimer: does contain sensitive topics > Photography by Chloe Collins > Golden Rose Award in the Honeybee Awards 2020 - 13/05/2020 > Featured on @WattpadAnthologies >...
