her heart
an open wound
weeping
like an ulcer on the skin
dedicated
to their love, body and soul
together
they were to walk as one in this world
baggage
from the past keeps getting in the way
indiscretions
only causing pain
ashes of lost love
left to blow away in the wind
eventually to disappear
like a forgotten soul once loved
Jul 25, 2011
Jul 25, 2011 at 7:27 PM UTC
her heart
an open wound
weeping
like an ulcer on the skin
dedicated
to their love, body and soul
together
they were to walk as one in this world
baggage
from the past keeps getting in the way
indiscretions
only causing pain
ashes of lost love
left to blow away in the wind
eventually to disappear
like a forgotten soul once loved
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