His heart was bounded,
His heart was wounded.
Her heart was free,
Her heart was glee.
His eyes were shadowed,
His eyes were battled.
Her eyes were destroyed,
Her eyes were annoyed.
His love for her was true,
His love for her was new.
Her love for him was bold,
Her love for him was old
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LIFE IN POETRY
PoetryDark, cruel & dry-humor. Three adjectives used to describe these poems, following me through my life. If a poem does not make sense, re-read with your mind open. Then if it still does not make sense, read my re-cap of the poem at the end. Enjoy r...
