The maze of my heart

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I am growing tired of games of love the maze. It puts my heart in puts my mind in. I look down on the love that comes my way. For it leads me to a path of my shattered heart. As the ashes fall before me in this life time. I wonder is love worth it. The pain and sorrow this so called love calls upon.
Each and every day or do I leave the thoughts of my heart in my blood. Where it forever lies day by day in the dark forest. Of my mind as I look before me where my heart lies. What Stands before me a dark horse is were my heart should be. I look up and see nothing but hollow skies and as I stay on this path. Will I let love blind me from the pain. Or will I be strong and keep my walls up I call my strength.

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