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Broken Girl

                     Dear Broken Girl

                     When you fell and shattered

                     One of the shards pierced my heart

                     It hurts, but if i take it out

                     I know I'll die

 

Dear Broken Girl

You are splintered and broken

When I hug you, you slice my skin

But I will never let go

Because even though it hurts

The pain means nothing

As long as i can hold you

 

Dear Broken Girl

Your heart is in pieces

But you won't fix it

So you can have mine

 

Dear Broken Girl

You took back your shard

Now my chest is bleeding

I see holes in the chests

Of everyone around you

You want to hoard all of your pieces

And keep them to yourself

What is the point

Of your pile of bloody splinters?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

These are a series of poems I wrote. I just never actually named them, and I thought that calling them "Broken Girl 1" and "Broken Girl 2" and so on would take away from them, so i posted them all together. Not all are great. These are the first poems I've ever written, but I feel like they really came from the heart and I am proud of them.

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©9 May 2013 - 1:08pm — Crushybob
9 May 2013 - 2:19pm — nightlight1220
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It's very good. I can see the

It's very good. I can see the heart of a young boy's innocent not-yet-ripened idea of love having to be something you 'get' rather than give. Very cute.

...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "