Lovely Piece Of Art - Poem by angel lockheart
I’ve had a
And Raven break my heart.
I try to think of the positive,
But that only leaves me in the dark.
Countless nocturnal nights have plagued the golden rays,
I try to stop the thinking that will end my desolate days.
All these people who broke my heart-
Smashing its fragility because they want a lovely piece of art,
They are supposed to be the kindest, most courteous people in the world,
Yet it didn’t feel like they were being chivalrous when it was my heart they hurled.
I guess this means that there is no one, left in this world for me
So all there is to do now, is pack up my shattered pieces and leave.
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