When my heart wants more.
Yet your heart has grown stone cold.
Pray my tears will scar.
About the Creator
Victim of manipulation
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Comments (4)
You really pack a lot of emotion into this one. Well done, Daphsam!
Oh, ouch! For you, but also the recipient of your knifey tears!
This was so poignant and emotional! Loved your Haiku!
This is good, but I prefer the previous inverse haiku you published (which was absolutely stellar).