60) Wound of LOVE
Wound given by love,
Is enough to make your heart cry your whole life.
You cannot buy it a medicine.
No doctor can heal;
The way you feel after your beloved leaves.
Dark hours pass darker,
Cold days colder,
And again the wound comes stronger.
You think it will ease as times fly, what a lie!
For when the memory hunts your mind,
All resistance does collapse.
Who can forget at once?
One who was a part of his heart?
Finally sum that he can live afterwards with ease and fun.
It will forever be fresh,
And get wider the wound love caused no one can fight it.
Poetry by Amanda K
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Written on 2007-05-13 at 00:25
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