My heart is young and naïve,
The love I gave you is not what I received.
I made the mistake of thinking you would,
Yet you never proved to me that you could.
Did you not understand?
Was it not what you had planned?
Am I selfish for expecting your love?
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Bruised
Poetry"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
