Poetry Blog by Edie Hope (soppy)
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A Poem Making no Attempt to be Good
Now I know what they sing about.
Love songs, break ups, heart aches, make ups.
Every inch now rings true
Now my blue heart is squeezed and strained through the pain
That I might not end up with you
My body in revulsion.
I want to fall, cry, throw up or I may choke
You've broken
my heart and I've broken it too
But I love you so much and I don't know what to do...
But write bad poetry, d...
Tuesday 8th July 2014 1:22 pm
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