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Confusion's Journey
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Wednesday, 5th March 2014 @ 05:14:58 PM in AEST
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I've sent my heart on a journey through the years,
as it walks I fill it with tears.
Heartbreaks, slashing my heart with whips,
my heart survived all these awful trips.
The one I gave my trust and respect,
there was not one flaw I could detect.
But then the lies I discovered filled my heart with fear,
I had thought the journey's end was near.
But my heart is stronger than my mind,
and eventually another love it will find.
It'll learn what's wrong and right,
and go through every hurdle with a fight.
But when will my heart reach the end?
When love finds the right letter to send.
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Re: Confusion's Journey
(User Rating: 1 ) by NoSaint on
Wednesday, 5th March 2014 @ 09:37:12 PM AEST (User
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Our hearts are stronger than we think and the journey is well worth it when we reach the end. |
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Re: Confusion's Journey
(User Rating: 1 ) by Invierno on
Friday, 7th March 2014 @ 07:56:42 AM AEST (User
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A weighty topic, to be sure. I've come to believe that our life is filled with events that rip us asunder and tear at our heart. Also, I have learned there is no perfect person for anyone- does not exist. Granting that allowance as axiomatic, we then can seek to find the person that bugs us the least, and that is the one to hold on to. If that sounds pessimistic, it really isn't. We are all people, and as such, we all have flaws and regrets and our ability to accept (both others and ourselves) is a marker for our growth.
Love the poem...keep at it, man! |
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