Storms swirled in his brain
which, I guess, controlled his heart.
And now I know
there is no possible way
we'll ever be together again.
For his brain
is smarter than his heart
and it knows this is wrong.
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Maybe Mondegreen
Poetry"Her night was wasted away on people who live in the day" Free verse, word spill. Poems from a teenage girl about heartbreak, love, sadness, and hope. [[COMPLETED]]
