My Heartbreak

by jazmyn irving   Jul 15, 2008


She is the cloud on my sunny day,
the dance that brings the rain.
She is the cause of my internal pain,
the hope that is in vain.
She is the essence of heartbreak,
wearing a mask of love.
She is the angel from hell,
spreading lies of above.
She is the reason for lust,
and the cause of hate.
She is the one my mom loves,
but everyone else hates.
Can you imagine this girl,
can you see my heartbreak?
She is my heartbreak.

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