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wonders of love
I wonder why love is never enough,
take hate, its born of the same passions
and will go to the same extremes.
I was isolated in my surroundings,
even though I tried to fight, I was out-numbered,
Love was always enough for me, just love,
but they never believed. And now I know that I am real,
because someone believes in me.
Published 25th Jun 2016
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25th Jun 2016 9:37pm
yes it is, thank you, Willow :)
Never forget to
believe in yourself though. Its there. :)
Never forget to
believe in yourself though. Its there. :)
25th Jun 2016 11:09pm
26th Jun 2016 4:29am
25th Jun 2016 11:22pm
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27th Jun 2016 00:41am
There is something unequivocal about someone who believes in you more than you.
Bravo!
Bravo!
27th Jun 2016 4:16am
The nature is there,
it just needs that catalyst of nurture.
thank you Lobo. :)
it just needs that catalyst of nurture.
thank you Lobo. :)
27th Jun 2016 5:32pm
The discovery of kindred, the reflection of calm
on the lake of discord, the ship on the horizon
for the cast away - it's a joy that can barely be
explained, except in this poem.
p.s. - you were always real. And always will be.
on the lake of discord, the ship on the horizon
for the cast away - it's a joy that can barely be
explained, except in this poem.
p.s. - you were always real. And always will be.
28th Jun 2016 1:59am
