Love Poem: Crushed
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Written by: Frederick Smith

Crushed

Exactly 
Who i am
shatterd glasses
swept away on the late pm

crushed like 
ice in a 
glass to help 
shelter the grapes
i help make 
your grade a wine
so premium

crushed like my 
first love
it didn't turn out fine

thats why 
i'm on my last dimed
crushed like rocks 
and concrete 
at an construction 
site 
crushed like 
the love i got for you