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Poetry, Broken Hearts & You

Poetry cannot save a broken heart,

For people are not poetry.

They’re not metaphors,

To be spoken in rhymes and rhythm.

They’re not set in a meter,

To be followed everytime they talk.

They’re not just verses,

To be written with poetic freedom.

For there’s no poetic justice in life,

When hearts break.

For there’s no euphemism in life,

To say the worst things mildly.

For there’s no poetry in life,

If there was, it would be you.

So, no poetry can save my broken heart,

Because people are not poetry,

If they were, it would be you.

 
 
 

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