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|12•08•2019|
The breeze carried the hyssop with the mist
Down these crystallized waters where my dreams
Rose up the surface in countless bubbles,
And memories of the past with him faded,
When he turned his back away from my rose,
And my heart sank down the depths of this lake
That once witnessed how easily it breaks.
The lake's surface saw how I fell and broke,
And how the blooms caught my tears as they soaked
The despair it brought upon my delight.
Slowly I now graciously take on flight
With the blooms and my dreams close to my side,
I take back my heart away from the dusk
And live amongst the bright light of the stars.
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Love Not Given Meaning
PoetryWhat does it feel to fall in love, be in love, and fall out of love? What does it feel when you like someone, but you don't have the courage to tell them? What does it feel like to discover a feeling so wonderful and beautiful it feels like it becom...
