Simply INTERTWINED
all bound up with my heart
we all have a weakness
I now know what is mine
My newfound ability to love and trust.
Crazy how so many get confused by LUST
I waited for time to heal all wounds
Now my wounds are scars
Unlike the self inflicted ones I bear on my arms
But scars that cannot be seen
Love is now a feet
I must now rise above all this
Love is pain
Love is Bliss
I will not give up
Life like love is a game
It's either Hit or Miss
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