HeartbreakA Poem by Gianna YI'll get over it... I think. 3My heart cries out for help like a wounded animal. It has been placed on a stovetop to warm, Then left to burn with rejection. No one truly knows how this feels until they experience it For Themselves.. It has been scratched With the claws of regret Then shot With a bullet of hate, But somehow, My heart has allowed itself To be pierced by Cupid's arrow. Let's hope that this time, What I feel will stitch up the wounds On my broken, scarred heart, And leave only happiness In the wounded places. © 2013 Gianna YAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on September 5, 2013 Last Updated on September 5, 2013 AuthorGianna YFresno, CAAboutThis acct is originally from when I was in middle school :') more..Writing
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