Broken Hearted Poetry
I have always thought
That a broken hearted poet
Was a most romantic thing;
Full of creativity and promise
And a love once lost
Or one who had no intention
Of keeping to eternally,
Perhaps a certain unseen sadness
Is what drives a poet to write
And spin greatness in black ink
Or perhaps it is a longing
To be remembered forever and be loved
Though you will never be for who you are
Only what greatness you spin in ink
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