Guardians protect me
but my heart still scarred and torn...
The tangling branches, of a forest
constrict my heart.
Leaves blocking sunlight that should touch my heart.
Pain from her words
resonate in the wind.
Threatening the life within...
A soft sweet sound breaks through the fog,
a river running free
through the trees.
Gaurding my soul,
along with another.
The one who showed me love,
how strong I could be.
My love who saved the withering little girl within...
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Creations From a Genuine Heart
PoesíaWhen a genuine heart speaks, its words resonate deep in the hearts of others. For, one must become their true self to have a genuine heart. Poetry and music is the genuine heart's language and gift to the world.
