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The Meaning of Love? MAG
The beating of my broken heart, now chained and locked away,
I hear much louder, through the night, than words we never say.
As hollow kisses turn to dust and fall against my skin,
I pray that I might find the strength to fall in love again.
Abandoned innocence, stripped away, discarded on the floor.
In the dirt, I bury hope that love leaves unlocked doors.
I am held, though never cherished, yet to be made whole.
My tears can wipe themselves away, but I must save my soul.
Bare feet, run, lead me home, where I am Mother’s child,
And toward the pale rose sunset for a pretty little while.
If broken wings may carry dreams, and carry me to sleep,
Take me far away from love and tell me what it means.
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Oh wow...this nearly moved me to tears. I can definatly relate to this poem...which is kinda sad. I always promised myself I wouldn't be 'that girl' that hurts and hurts and hurts over a break up. But I became this girl.
Thank you so much for sharing your passion with us...keep going(:
