Category : Poems
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She is beautiful
I bet last year she was breathtaking
You stole that from her
That's who you are.
I tried to comfort her
Sometimes words defy me
Wish I had written something down
The first night I heard her crying.
I could say more clearly what I meant
By slamming this pen into your throat
You wouldn't die
You would watch in silence
As I treated her better than you.
Made her feel beautiful again.
She deserves that.
So do I
But she might misunderstand my intention
And this is my only pen.