Broken Hearts Poem by Crimson Love
Broken Hearts
Her heart dost bleed
with the same Crimson, Crimson bleeds,
Her wrist are kissed as are my own,
Our scars mimmick the ones lain upon our hearts.
We both lie on the invisible line
between a helusion of our own
and the pardise thats unknown,
our hearts bead upon a mixture of shed tears,
and broken shards of two Broken hearts,
perhaps with the pieces from both scarred parts,
Together we can make one unbreakable heart.
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5/13/2024 4:23:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Awh! This is so amazingly beautiful. It says perfectly that sometimes opposites don't attract: sometimes it is the similarities that attract two people. I completley love the line that says 'perhaps with the pieces from both scarred parts together can make one unbreakable heart'.