"You speak so highly of him," he said to her, "Why do you do that? Why do you speak of him as if he put the stars in the sky when he did nothing but break you so god damn much that the cracks in your heart were practically visible through your eyes."
She laughed, "that's the thing about love, isn't it? You'll let them get away with murder even if it's your own."
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Poems I Love
PoetryThese are just some random poems that I find, I may make some up, but if I don't make them up, I'll put the poet at the bottom... Thank you! Also, note that some of these may be quotes or song lyrics, not all of them, but some.
