I swing on the branches of hope...
That no matter what, the ground will not encumber me.
It will not swallow me whole.
It may obtain pieces of me never to be uncovered again,
But it will not swallow the light of my heart, my love.
The strongest and purest love I’ve ever felt,
Was lonesome, selfless, tragic...
But beautiful, magical, awakening and breathtaking.

(2015)

I know this one doesn't rhyme, but sometimes my heart is so broken it can barely find words at all.

love, pain, tragedy, beauty, lonely

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Charlotte B. Williams
over 4 years

Faith and hope will carry us through even the worst of times.

Robert L. Martin
over 4 years

Very nice. It doesn't have to rhyme, as long as it says something. You said a lot.

Vic
over 4 years

Beautiful... yet sad

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