If,
The one True Love
Is lost,
And Never
Does Return,
A deep, deep
Wound, that can't
Be seen, but
That will never
Heal
Appears,
And shatters
All your life long
Dreams,
With pain and solitude,
A lifelong wound
That permanently
Bleeds.
I relate to this, , , , , , , every day, you need not reply, a poem of truth
I know Bill, thanks for reading and for your heart felt words, I know how hard it is. Best regards
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I understand; the heaviness of the heart.