THERE ARE WAYS
When we met you'd been hurt by love,
The pain was plain deep in your eyes;
Punished by its careless push and shove
And being told too many lies.
I made a vow as I came to know you
True love would play its part;
Every chance I got I'd show you
There are ways to mend a broken heart.
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<Deleted User> (18118)
Thu 5th Oct 2017 19:37
Adorable poem.