Like I crumpled rose,
my heart lies bleeding.
I flinch at your cruelty,
I flinch at my ignorance.
I should’ve left when
I did not think of you as vile.
For I told you my heart is fragile
but you didn’t care,
as my tears dropped in front of you,
like fallen raindrops on a window sill
the ones no one cares about.
But what am I to do?
For my fragile heart, still belongs to you.
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