At a young age,
A grown-ups' heart grew within an innocent child.
Tattering and tittering from the loose, bright blue strands of a line,
A line called,"hope."
A scared child with an enthusiastic view on life,
Held a far greater and deeper understanding of love.
A curious question, a simple one, to a friend.
Batted by words, a single strand of the line went flying.
Another went flying. A burden on the child's heart -
An impossible mend should have came sooner.
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Dark yet not 2: Love Book
PoetryUncover the mysteries of love, being loved. Enjoy the experience.