WORDS OF THE HEART

WORDS OF THE HEART

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There are moments that our mind can't explain what the heart fills for. A moment that only the heart can understand what it feels like. A moment that pushes you into a situation that must be decided. A decision that always have its equivalent value together with the results await. A moment where your heart and mind repelling and evaluating yourself that is HARD TO TELL, WHICH IS WHICH. These poems are inspired base on my experiences. An experiences that rooted from an emotional aspects of mine. The moment i felt lonely and afraid to fall in love. My friends always saying, love life is the only thing i lack. But I do always says, that I am waiting for the right one who really deserves me. No matter how hard and pain I'll take, I am caring and saving myself to someone God sets for me. "Happy is the heart who endures pain." "To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under the heaven."- Ecclesiastes 3:1 Everything is made perfect in God's time.
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