i doubt anymore that love walks through a damaged door
and she kisses him with lips
that only miss the kiss
and nothing else
i can't imagine love picks up the pieces
and sews them back together
just so you can wrip them out
and so he will wait forever
i wonder if you know how to be with one person
when sleeping next to others
gives you false confusion
and no truth
i hope in time he misses all you have
and can't sleep without you near
so that you sleep soundly
wihtout love's fears....
Please tell me what you think
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maybe boredom at home will lead to you writing more? anyways its beautifully sad, as always you have a way with words


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i doubt anymore that love walks through a damaged door
this line blew me away
I truly love reading this from beginning to end
excellent poetry




