"Come inside this heart of mine,
feel the beat to the poets rhyme,
words they tumble, spilling pain,
tales of woe or love, again."
Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
She's looking for love amongst feelings of despair. She wants to feel warmth again, instead of the hate in there. Her heart is slowly hardening to cold and rigid stone. She's looking for love she is tired of being alone.
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