you play simple melodies,
homely and sweet,
plucking on my heartstrings ever so gently,
just like a harp,
with no intention to break a string,
war is over,
now i am safe.
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Wildflowers
Poetry"men have a nerve to play with a woman's heart, to convince her she is not beautiful the second he doesn't get his way, to convince her she is nothing to him, whilst her eyes are flooded with potential, and his are deep and empty, void." A poetry co...
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you play simple melodies,
homely and sweet,
plucking on my heartstrings ever so gently,
just like a harp,
with no intention to break a string,
war is over,
now i am safe.
