Black Heart - Poem by Laura Rodriguez
Your heart is black,
you love to kill me,
to break my heart.
Your heart is cold,
you long to break me,
you long to see me cry.
I have escaped these chains,
but still find a way to haunt me.
Your heart is black
but it's not turning mine.
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