Heart Broken

Life broken with a sword through a heart

I thought you were one of a kind, a unique girl who at least not do what the others have

done to me,

nor i just see the reality in which thy hands created,

with thy hand took my heart and crushed it leaving just dust,

left there to be carried just by the wind which buffeted,

such demon flower thy are having more than than what you see is what thy act creates,

now we break apart nor the wind still has my heart.

Author's Note

If you read this remember its a heart breaking poem