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“Stop singing your heart out to strange men whose lips can kiss love in multiple tongues, but tremble when you ask them to spell loyalty.”
There are many us, the broken hearts.
1. Some of us have been hurt only by the skirts of love and have still given up on the dream.
2. But others of us have been hurt and still believe.
3. Some of us have never been in love. Only brokenhearted because we have never found it. But we seek it as steadfastly as we should the face of God. So much so, that we worship the hunt.
4. Others of us have been in lust. Hurt by the ones who profess to love us and still stay after a couple of, “I’m sorrys.”
5. Then, there are some who do leave. The doors only shut behind them on their way out to hurt others more than they’ve been hurt. Never recovering from sick-leave.
Which one will you be this Halloween?
I hope you are helped and healed by this poem. Enjoy.
Song: Denai Moore (I DO NOT OWN).
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