you made me like this
a heartbreaking masterpiece
men love to look at me
and each time i break
i become more beautiful
eventually i'll become nothing
but a pile of dust
men will love me more
because then they can all have a piece
of the most beautiful disaster
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The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
