(Bad days make good poems. I still don’t suggest creating bad days.)
Shattered
There is so little that is mine
I have fought for these things
These few items that are mine
Just mine
Only me
These things
Are mine
You took them
Shattered them
These few items I claim
I gave you allowance
I showed them because of love
You responded with hate
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