From these broken hearts
Broken eyes
Broken parts
Broken cries
They were holding onto something so tightly
It could have chocked them to death
And it would have been their own faults
For their broken fate
~A perfect mess
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Poetry-Poetry -Quotes -Scenarios -Imaginaries -A piece of my heart ( and limb ) -A key to my inner most disturbing thoughts -The passage to my sanctuary Still want to enter? Good luck, I'm currently undergoing a mission to finally understand the wilde...
