My first draft of a poem... Tell me what you think snd how can I get better.
I trusted you with all my heart. But you were nothing but a perfect art, manipulating me with your skillful ways, sent me to the river of shame. Locked in a car that symbolizes madness. Hoping one day I'll see the love and joy I deserve. Now I am drowning at the bottom of the lake, trusting you was a big mistake.
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