Love
is a dangerous thing
hovering in our minds
and most of all, our hearts
but once it gets roughed up
it can hurt
slashing at the heart it's in
your heart that cradled it
is the heart that takes
the fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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The heart that cradled love gets slashed and it has to bear the 'fall'.