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ON A LONG JOURNEY The long bridge of love keeps on growing short while never reaching the other side, candles of fire show the path and he who shall dare to cross will fall into the mistakes of others. I was never made for love but the worm feeling lit by the torturous candles decieved my heart and mind, and so i fell and fell, crack went my little heart a sound that took hope away and love may never knock my doors ever again. The vision of sorrow haunted me but the warm firing candles are still yet burning while i and others will never stop trying to cross that long short bridge |
Additional Notes:
this is not the way i see love now but it was when i wrote this poem,love is such a beautiful thing except when it breaks your heart....don't you agree:)
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