For a dear heart and a gentle soul who I have been fortunate to have met and to be loved by.  So much pain held from view. Yet a smile and a sparkle in her eyes that never fails to lift my heart. Je t'aime mon amour toujours et toujours.




A summary of a life

A thousand tiny cuts overlayed on larger wounds that never had the time or space to properly heal. Followed by one more large wound too many. How does one endure?

 

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Poetry by Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-12-06 at 22:59

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Thinking of you both :-)

Elle x
2015-12-07