The man with the world's largest beard tripped with it and broke his neck
The devil was an angel once
Marie Curie died for her discovery
A wound is closed after even more pain
All days end up in night
And you
Love of mine
Were the end of me
From day one
YOU ARE READING
Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
