irony

i will never  understand

love between a woman and man

simply because one will authenticate the vow between the two

one will remain just

as the other hearts lust

and the love loses its value

ones heart will wonder to another

while the heart that holds honest

will be broke

and so a twisted thing with "love" 

is the heart that is honest 

is the only one to be battered

and thrown easily to the side

the faithful beating soul shattered among a lonely avenue

walking the street searching for the false love that was shown

searching through the snow with wet fingertips

praying the heart not bid ado

so what is it to love?

what is it to put your hope in someones arms

that  only continue to reach the other way? 

  

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