catmartan
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CATEGORY
life
broken hearts break
Into pieces for reasons
bruised and beaten
reoccurring episodes
believing that love
has stop cheating
until confronted by the demon
that breaks the spirit
all over again
this time it shatters
uncontrollable tears splatter
to heal the hurt once more
now it begins to feel
as if pain is a revolving door
all the discomfort
has made it durable
gradually it begins to comprehend
the essence of truelove overcomes
and affection has no end
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COMMENTS
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The Immortal Wize says: Captured very well. |
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after vision says: my poet, running in the mud only gets the runner tired |
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catmartan says: Thank you both |
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