Artistic

She never use to,

Draw or paint,

But it is funny,

How artistic a person becomes,

When their heart is broken.

And you will never know,

How all her paintings,

Are of you,

And all her sketches,

Of a broken girl.

Because you didn’t just,

Break her heart,

You broke you soul.

And that,

Is why she is different.

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