One ordinary tuesday my world fell apart.
You said the words I dreaded to hear...I don't love you anymore.
Sometimes I still hear them ringing in my ears.
After an eternity of listening to those words,I picked my heart off the floor.
To my surprise it still had a few things inside.
I used courage to rebuild my world stonger then before.
And held onto the hope of love for another day.
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What do you think? Be honest, I won't get mad.
Written May 1st, 2005
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I'm glad you liked it. It just came to me one day.
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wonderfully written I enjoyed reading this alot
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I'm blushing, thank you for your kind comments.
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What do I think??? I think this is an admirable poem...an even more admirable human that wrote it...If you can pick your Heart up off the floor after it's been shattered & still find a reason to Hope, then you're my kind of Poet, for sure...well done, Lady...well done, indeed...
Wanda
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I like this a lot. It's short, but very honest. People feel like this every minute yet very few have the courage to acknowledge it!! Keep it up...
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