Flashes
of the past
still haunt me
As you continue to love me
more than he ever did
Sometimes
I see
not your face
But the one of
an old, poisonous love
Even now
he insists on
casting a shadow
over my sutured heart.
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Author:
Nicole Brant (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 8th, 2017 22:49
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Many "sutured hearts" out there in today's culture Nicole. Fortunately, most will heal but what a price to pay! Check out the Cor Project (Christopher West). Keep writing my friend.
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