old lovers made me tiptoe across the floor of my mind, soul, and heart, because of the broken shattered pieces they promised they would mend at the start...
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unhappiness is a cruel punishment
PoetryThis is a book of small poems... and that is all I have to say...
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old lovers made me tiptoe across the floor of my mind, soul, and heart, because of the broken shattered pieces they promised they would mend at the start...
