When someone thinks about heartbreak
They usually think about a heart in two
Then, my heart is not broken
It's shattered
Like a hammer to a window
A thousand pieces scattered in a an array
Everything I stand for shattered and on the ground
The hammer was made of words
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Ashes of My Mind
PoetrySome poems I wrote to have an outlet for expression. Basically just things I wish I could say.
