If I could wipe away the tears,
If I could crush the deceitful fears,
to be immersed in Glory;
a renewal of each sorrowful Story.
As I read the words
I feel the tendrils of their pain.
The bleeding hearts,
the bitter, ripping stain.
If I could, I would
save them from the next fall.
A network of seasoned poets
on which each of us could call.
The heart cries out...
‘Love me, don’t leave me,
hold on to me for dear life;
without you I will come undone,
I’ll fall apart!’
You can never give in
or let it distract you,
because...
I, myself, have learned
that often,
what we’ve learned
to see as an ‘end’...
is merely another
new start.
- by Mercurychyld
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For all those that do or have ever endured the misery of some kind of heartbreak. I wish you...Peace.