You used to hold my hand
But now you hold another arm
I hold my cold bare hands
While you give her warmth
You used to give me that look
Now you never do the same
While you treat her as your queen
You look at me as the villain
I love you
Even if you don't feel the same way.
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Shades of Brokenness
PoetryI speak of brokenness and loneliness Because these are the emotions torturing my heart After being left broken Please read my other work. Painfully broken. I am not aiming for a rank. I am more than glad knowing there are readers who find time to r...
