Willingly I gave you my heart
and watched as you trample it into the ground.
You said that all was fair in love and war,
but I wasn’t out to do battle with any kindred soul.
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You pen a remembered hurt with honesty and warmth. I'm delighted that life after hurt gave love a second chance. Beautiful poem. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Love hurts, and we allow ourselves to be hurt. What a heart felt poem David. Cheers Anita
no disclaimer on this one....so I take it...it's and old flame that trampled your heart....well written anyway you look at it