My heart is on the market
Don't think I'm an easy target
On my heart you might find
some damage done but
please don't mind
The condition I come in
Is not new
I've been scarred by what I
Once thought true
I gave him the key
But he lied
Then he dragged it
Through my side
I fell into my pool of blood
My love turned to dust
The tears kept pouring down
as my heart began to rust
Like a car damaged by its key
I find it's just like me
Bought then abused
Later returned with the label
'used'
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Collection of My Poetry
PoesiaJust putting up my poems, good and bad. They're just here... so if you feel like reading them then go ahead. No need to follow me or vote, but please comment on the poems. I would like to improve and spread poetry to all who love it. Update: 2/26/20...
