My heart is breaking.
Not over a boy.
You crazy?
No boy could do this to me.
No boy is worth crying over at night.
My heart is breaking over a broken world.
And my heart is suppose to be torn up over this.
This broken heart is not meant to be fixed.
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- Gabrielle Villafuerte
- I write bad poetry. But some people seem to enjoy it. So hate it or love it. This is what I do.
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