I am crying
Slowly dying
'Cause this broken heart
Won't seem to heal
Because the happiness he made me feel
Was a miracle for me
Even though he couldn't see me
Now he has destroyed my heart
Wrecked it
Crushed it
Until it was nothing but dust
And yet, he still doesn't know what he has done
Because of course
I am nothing but dust
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The Shy Life
PoetryThis is poetry is about a girl with a life to where she is too shy and too afraid to do anything. But sadly, that shy girl is me. Please comment what you think of each and ever poem pleas. Thank you! Want to dedicate the drawing this website and to...
