Blue hearts,
They fly around like darts,
Leave traces like arts,
And are never listed in the charts.
For they love.
They break.
They ache.
They cause a quake.
If you were left by a blue heart,
Then you would know,
How much they make it hard,
To go with the flow.
For they love.
They break.
They ache.
They cause a quake.
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Everything I Never Said
Poetry❝This is the love I fail to say. One that caused him to go away, for our love was never made to stay.❞ - all of the poems are mine :) #1 in Poetry 26/05/17 ! Thank you for reading♡ New book 'Everything You Never Knew' is out!
