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My broken love
January 12, 2026
My love is like a broken pencil,
Infused with writable poison
Like possessiveness
The broken point
My heart,
As it is hard to love a decaying one
Its decaying from passed broken pencils
That broke me
The corruption only spreading on and on
The lead darker than I thought it could be
Like an angels wings
Pure as fresh powdered snow
Until corrupted
The reason usually unknown
And you can try and purify those wings
Sharpen the pencil
But you can only sharpen it so many times until its nothing
© Anonymous
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It's a metaphor poem, symbolizing all the traumas of my heart.