Joy
Tears, Heart broken
For the pain of another.
And they push away
The love that intends
To find a way.
The ache makes you heave
As you try to breath
Gasping for air, why
If not for some cosmic purpose
Are we compelled to care
We say all kinds
of stupid things
Defending our pride
Grasping for love
Hoping to be seen
Real Beauty hurts
It burns and brands
The beholder
There is no escape
But to sear off the heart.
I will not do that
I will feel and I will falter
I will grasp and cling
Ache and burn
Because someday love will claim me.
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