Story Time

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Once upon a time…
doesn’t really exist in life’s rhyme.
Love sometimes ends,
without you seeing all of the bends.
Tears will always fall,

and not because you’re a princess at a ball.
Fears may not dissipate,
so you’ll not always feel so great.
You’ll probably be used,
most defiantly be confused.
You’ll have a broken heart,
which in turn, might make you tart.
But…

Love can come back,
even if it is in a brown paper sack.
Tears can clean away dirt,
and don’t always mean you’ve been hurt.
Fears may not go away,
but you’ll find things to keep them at bay.
Being used you’ll see you truly are rarity,
so you’ll show your colors for all to see.
Your heart may break,
but you’ll learn how much you can take.
Once upon a time…
well I guess it really does fit life’s rhyme.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Lotus]

Damn!!! that was a great f*****g poem. I'm definatly about to go read some others. Great job.

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

Wow...very very good...love it...and it is so true
Great Job