Her heart tender, her mind creative
Strong-minded, and weak at the same time
Feeling everything is a curse they say
She was sensitive to words,
All words stuck into her mind
All the good words built her
All the bad words stabbed her deep
She wasn't perfect, neither was he
But she could make you laugh
But she could make you smile
But she could see deep inside you
His tongue was a snake's
Spitting poisonous words
His words broke her
His words poisoned her
His words stabbed her
All she needed was love
All he did was break her
He chose to see her imperfections
He chose not to see her bright side
She wasn't perfect
But neither was he
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