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

She wasn't perfect

But neither was he