Three
that took it all
from me
love
hope
trust
Never understanding my heart
the depth
how far I would feel
to be the one
how deep I would run
my bloodstained tears dry
for you
for him
and again
I wept
fought
hurt
and now
the dove appears to me
in my sadness
within my pain
with an afterthought
to the faded rose
and a sigh
to the blurry world
around me...
I release it all
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