Dear heart,

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Cry oh dear heart for the time is right, and the bleeding might not stop

Try dear heart for the waves are tight, and the tides are violent won’t stop

Fight dear heart for it is presumably right, and wipe the tears you can’t crop

Oh dear heart the pain is too much and fighting it will destroy you loving one

 

Playful being that sees nothing but beats for every being find strength

Don’t cower to the likes of tremors and troubles that surround in width

For a time will come and you will get used to the scotching path

Oh dear heart the pain is too much and fighting it will destroy you loving one

 

You feel empty and inadequate right now, but the time will fill the hollowness

You are broken and shattered I know, but all scattered pieces will join to fill the void of sadness

You bleed and milk your love like a cow, while the unrelenting world keeps the happiness

Oh dear heart the pain is too much and fighting it will destroy you loving one

 

Your love is endless and can turn into hate, only if not treated right by the greedy fools

That are so blind and full of themselves await, for the innocent you who never broods

Oh dear heart if I had the power to fate, I would show you the path away from stools

Oh dear heart the pain is too much and fighting it will destroy you loving one

 

Some say you were clingy, that you loved too much to their liking

Yet we don’t direct our paths to springy, where every breeze is moving

And every love is spread to blingy, and we smile at the flush lights singing

Oh dear heart the pain is too much and fighting it will destroy you loving one

 

It is not your fault that you loved too much, they chose to love you less

They did not fight for your touch, yet they asked you to behave when you mess

You now walk in a crutch, because they injured you and left a pathetic address

Oh dear heart the pain is too much and fighting it will destroy you loving one

 

I know you are fighting to love again, because you are not sure if it is right

But dear one once an err is not pain, it means more love more lesson to sight

You are still growing and in good gain, one day you will be happy and bright

To see people differently again, who will love you unconditionally and right

Oh dear heart the pain is too much and fighting it will destroy you loving one

Poet:Angela.

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  1. UnknownNovember 7, 2020 at 6:11 PM

    Wooow Amazing, the poem is a big inspiration to me 👌 and absolutely to many it will be. Soo magical, thank you for sharing.

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