It's some kind of karma, I suppose
You reap whatever it is you sow.
If you break someone's heart,
Yours will someday be torn apart.
And if your heart is maimed,
No matter how great the pain
Or the promises you make,
Inevitably, someone's joy you will take.
Inexperienced love is a loaded gun
In the hands of young souls.
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Love this!
I hope this poem is true. It's interesting. B. said that he believed in karma. Then he totally treated me like dirt (remember?). I don't wish bad for him. But I hope the good part comes true (who doesn't?). It's hard to trust anyone when someone treats you wrong like that.
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