Chapter 12 of 30

Bleeding

The Poetry She Wrote. ✔49 words~1 min read

I buried your name,

my memories of you,

deeper inside my heart,

hoping that by doing so, they will be safe,

but they were not.

You yourself cut my heart,

you made me bleed.

Just so you could take back what was yours.

Just look how cruel you are.

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