Life brings her joy through selfless action, life mourns her through her eyes neglect. A time when everything has purpose, a time when everything connects, In the arms of pain she slumbers, in the arms of lust she aches. Patience is the only answer, patience is the time it takes. Eager are her thoughts kept silent, eager are her gentle arms. Locked away her heart stays dormant, locked away her heart from harm.
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This poem is based off the heart break one goes through, leaving them damaged, but not broken. Able to heal, but guarded along the way.