My first novel I wrote was in verse. Every now and then I like to play around with words and form poems. It started mostly after my college class. So I thought I'd share a few with you this month. Happy National Poetry Month!
My heart's in pieces
it's not you
it's not me
maybe we just
aren't meant
to be
Broken hearts
can be mended
in time.
Broken dreams
never heal.
Time can't heal
all wounds.
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