Capture our pain, a snapshot
of our suffering, empty caverns,
hurt...yet so in love, anger gnawing
on my skin yet to my amazement
none leaks, my mind so empty,
yet full of infinite thoughts, was it
expected? was i prepared?
forgiving is forgetting, my anger
could never survive toward her,
my heart cries out, ' I love you.
it's ok no one is perfect.' the
anger tremendous, the pain
amazing, the heart chipped, yet
my love for her so great, the pain
vanishes, with every problem
conquered, our bond strengthens,
with each passing second the
pain diminishes, due to to my vast
love for you.
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