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How many have ever touched a heart?
Could they even find true reason
To make a faithful start?
Some think love is only a game,
Others contend it's a crying shame.
If you ask me, I cannot answer true,
For I feel not the way you do.
It's meaning we have to answer ourself,
Or like the old book, we stay upon our shelf.
Growing old as we wither in time
Or living a life happy, sublime.
Only you can open your heart
And let a healing start.
Only you can offer what's inside
Or build the walls that hide you behind.
Be you hurt and broken
Love can heal, if you'd open.
Accept life for what it be
I cannot see what's not open for me.

Fadedspirit 1/29/2008

Here here good write!

Nice write almost made me cry

DANG!!! Did you compose that? Sooo nice...

Thanks SEXYAZZKAY and MsTeddyBear.

Aww Woni, didn't wanna make anyone get emotional....

Thanks jaynieme. yup, written from the heart.

ive read all your poems on here your good xx

Awww, thanks shauna, thats sweet.
Welcome to the poetry section and justsayhi.

Gr8 write!

Wonderful as always!!! We missed you last night.

Thanks a4leafclover!

Aww, thanks songstress. Sorry...lol...sleep has a way of catching up to us whether we want it to or not....