Healing Heart

April 13, 2010
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I'm strolling along as I see him come
I start to see colors: black, brown, and grey
He, gracefully riding on his hansom
Yet all I wish is that he'd go away

I remember all those beautiful days
Lying beside him while we shared a kiss
All of a sudden there were only frays
He chose her and forgot all about this

Now I see him and only feel disgrace
I'm glad I moved on, didn't want to wait
I know I am unable to replace
He's stuck and I'm waiting my better fate

At last I conceived I should not be sad
For his ignorance we lost all we had

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Tenthmuse said...
Sept. 16, 2010 at 9:31 am
I love love love this poem! Keep up the great work, your words have great rhythm and depth.
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