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My phase of Love.
Shall I end this phase of love,
I have memories to surrender.
For a while I had luck,
as if by magic I felt the heat,
and built love that gave me relief.
My shade was freed from denial,
day by day love is why I lived.
I forgot to guard my heart,
I could feel every crack,
that my flesh couldn't endure.
To add small patience for love,
I found fresh ways to give,
all that I never received.
The last memory I have,
is relics of my despair,
and drops of my tear,
too busy begging for love,
which I never felt,
since it all started.
© Virginia Mule.© Virginia mule
I have memories to surrender.
For a while I had luck,
as if by magic I felt the heat,
and built love that gave me relief.
My shade was freed from denial,
day by day love is why I lived.
I forgot to guard my heart,
I could feel every crack,
that my flesh couldn't endure.
To add small patience for love,
I found fresh ways to give,
all that I never received.
The last memory I have,
is relics of my despair,
and drops of my tear,
too busy begging for love,
which I never felt,
since it all started.
© Virginia Mule.© Virginia mule
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