Hearts and molded
by the perception of love
and delt with pain
If only people would grow up and
Stop playing these lil games
The perception of love rounded
with my words
Silence by the sounds so
That none was heard
My words those letters
Kept in your heart
But if only i could keep
What we had
And just make a new start
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A beautiful poem, a new slate is sometimes necessary.