Rejecting, rejecting, rejecting.
That's what I keep doing.
That's what I'm good at doing.
I know people may think I'm callous,
but I can't see the reason not to be.
I just don't want to get my heart broken.
Is it wrong to take care of your fragile heart?
To prevent it from being broken by a devil?
When you know you're treading on thin ice?
Rejecting, rejecting, rejecting.
That's what I'll keep on doing
until the day my heart may heal completely.
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I feel like this poem is a bit weird and absurd. Tell me your opinion about it and I may consider editing it if it's bad :)
-Tris
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PoetryHighest ranking: #6 in Poetry on February 17th 2018. Winner of EYHO Poetry Contest. Official poetry Instagram account: @trisha.poetry "Every soul has suffered one way or another. It's just a matter of how badly bruised yours is compared to others." ...
