Does it ever occur to you that I'm broken?
Do the jagged edges make you cringe?
Do my troubles keep you awake at night?
Would you leave me for someone who is perfect?
Does it ever occur to you that I'm damaged?
A wound that never properly healed?
What if I told you that everytime you leave me,
Theres a gaping hole in my heart.
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Little Things That Poppy Writes ♡
PoetryHey there reader, Its Poppy here and this is my poetry book. It's not perfect. It's not amazing. Its definitely not prize-winning. But it is mine. I wrote these poems for me. And I'm proud of them. They don't rhyme, they might not make sense, but I...
