"A pure soul
Of gold
A steel heart
A broken soul
My blood your crown
Your tears a chant
We both lost
My love,
What we loved most."
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
Poem 46
"A pure soul
Of gold
A steel heart
A broken soul
My blood your crown
Your tears a chant
We both lost
My love,
What we loved most."
