Chard words from a little girl,
Shattered teardrops leaking from her soar eyes,
Lips creased into a pout,
That little girl hurt from all his lies.
He hit her too many times,
She is now untouchable,
He gave her such misery,
She is now indestructible.
She at one point had beautiful glistening wings,
But he tor them off of her,
With no guilt attached to him,
She is now with out him and is so much better.
Her beautiful glistening wings,
Have grown back attached to where they should be,
Tho she still lets her shattered teardrops fall to the ground,
For every one to see.
this is a very pretty poem. i love how it reveales that although she still cries, she can no longer be hurt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love it! ! ! Check my poem shattered out =D