She liked to collect spoils of the broken pieces of her lost lovers.
One day, he came along, bringing autumn leaves and lovers' breeze. He came and he broke her and he mended her.
He loved her.
And she never again collected spoils of broken pieces of lost lovers.
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PoetryThoughts spared for the ones who love and hurt and smile and believe at the same time. © fourthrose 2015 | AL
