Posted in heartbroken, original

Love Again

Broken hearts that lead you home

A place of silence to call your own

Love that was not to be

Tears that no one sees

Joys, no matter how small

Still good after all

No matter if you got bruised

Or if you felt being used

Love more and love again

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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