HER BOOK OF POETRIES

BROKEN POETRY

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Every step I take,
You're part of it.
Every choice I make,
You're that cure like a medicine kit.

You are that spring in every winter.
And my happiness after every suffer.
We are the polar opposite of one another,
Will that also be the reason for our "Almost Forever"?

I may be an oblivion to you.
But I hope you'll hear my love as the cold wind blow.
In the dark sea of sadness,
Please be my light of hope and happiness.

I never trusted you of being my Romeo,
They both died anyway.
You broke me, that's fool of you.
Well, feelings never stay.

I am a poet, and I'm the poetry myself.
Yet you adored arts more. Why? Help.
I thought it'd be tears of joy, not a cry of agony.
But my happily ever after, became a broken poetry.

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