Poems from Lily463
To the Woman Who Broke My Heart
You can keep this piece
Mostly cuz I don't know how to glue it back on,
And tape is too weak to hold it...
America,
is this who you are?
Are you poverty and obesity?
A waste of land and hostility?
Do you raise children to fight your wars
on...
I used to walk through those double doors
And hope to see his
Blue eyes
And funny laugh
And the two moles that kiss his cheek,
Right where...