Heart of the sweet one
Broken into millions of pieces
Likewise a broken mirror
Though the reflection seems
It's not the one, once was
And how could that one
Let his angel sleep
On that broken heart
Once was a sweet suite
Knowing the edges are sharp
Of that mirror heart
Palpable bleeding
No one could grasp
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ПоэзияWords of untold, feelings of desire can make a beautiful poem that can touch the deepest part of our soul... Poem is the language of heart and soul..
