Wednesday, October 12th, 2011
Progression: II. Second-hand Heart
A second-hand heart
But the feelings remain
It’s been battered and bruised
But it loves just the same
You’re not the first one I love
But you might be the last
I step into the future
And let go of the past.
October 15th, 2011 at 08:40
very good poem, its a battlefield of hearts out there.
degree’s of hope and promise, forlon and dispair for who knows what tomorrow brings?
a life of love returned, two hearts paired:)
thanks for the wonder