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this poem is about my recovery from a recent heartbreak |
| strong, are the words, and the feelings, brought to me, by the redemtion, of a once chased dream, never coming true. healed is the heart, once wounded, by so called love, turned lust. my heart now broken free, with every tear, placed on my cheek, by the memory, once consuming me. this life, its meaning, come true. |