Glass of hearts

okay just random poem i wrote if anyone has any suggestions on a title your welcome to it :)

She sells her heart among a glass full of pistols 

A wonderous being at flight

Her lover profound her a marvelous young visol

Yet led deep into the night

So here she lay

Heart in her hand

Pistol at her sway

A longing creature tonight

And with that bullet may her heart drop to heaven

To be ravished in never ending light


The End

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