She stolen my heart
Yes my heart
She was very smart
The master mind of traps
Blowing my brains away
Things I do
Without a heart
Laying me on rose petals
Under her control
My body didn't have a chance
Out of my chest
She ripped it
A crime She committed
Time she has to do
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Author:
Anthony Hanible (
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Comments3
A poem of one stolen by passion a most frequent occurrence. Nicely written
The theft of a heart from right under their nose, nicely written and very relatable to many
Nothing worse then a broken heart. Nice job.
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