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Poetry
The title. Some of these won't make sense , but when does poetry make sense. I own all of these unless stated otherwise. If you ever wanna know the meaning behind one of these (cause I'm not gonna write it unless I wanna) just leave a comment cause I have no probs telling you
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In a world where success is measured by gold, love became a puzzle, elusive and cold. She longed to fill the emptiness inside, yearning for a soulmate to stand by her side. With flaws laid bare, she sought to be seen, a heart so raw, a soul between. Then came a love, strong and true, a resilient spirit, their bond grew. Magnetic, captivating, they intertwined, easing the burdens that weighed her mind. For the first time, love felt real, in his embrace, her wounds could heal. Convinced he was the missing part, her heartbeat steady, no longer torn apart. Yet fate has a way of shifting the skies, their tale took a turn, a darkened disguise. Secrets uncovered, truths brought to light, the joy they shared crumbled in the night. A shattering blow, her heart left torn, the love she believed in now was worn. Yet through the pain, there came a chance, redemption's whisper, a final dance. Amid the brokenness, she found her way, a new understanding of love's true sway. No longer blind, she questioned the cost, the essence of love, now understood, but lost. For in the end, love is not just a piece, but a journey of healing, and finding release.

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