BrokenA Poem by Emma DeBoerWritten in 2010
She sat in her room that night
Thinking of what you had done. She was thinking of the love you gave her. Thinking of how you killed promises with a gun. Her heart was taken. She really wanted it back. Her soul was shaken. Her life ahead was a blur. All she could do was, Think of what you had done to her. © 2013 Emma DeBoer |
StatsAuthorEmma DeBoerArvada, COAboutMy name is Emma DeBoer. I'm 16 at the moment. I am a poet, for the most part. I struggle with depression and social anxiety. Poetry is my only way of reaching out to the world. more..Writing
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