painting and poem by Alyssa Anne Icaro

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We once dreamed of a fairy tale

Once thought that love is fair

At some point we proved it was

Until someone finally broke us

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At first it was perfect

Thinking it was an answered prayer

But then things went wrong

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And you don’t know how to go on

We may again find happiness

And become a bit careless

But sometimes we are still clueless

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That our hearts are made of glasses

We tried and tried

And our hearts got dried

We loved and loved

And our wounds gone bad

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Alyssa Anne Icaro is a 20-year-old graphic artist from the Philippines. She likes to write her blues away. Her days are made up of coffee, good books, and french toast.