Heartwashing

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Missing Him

Love’s purpose is cleansing:

Spilling shades of scarlet

Over every heart’s fabric

That was once stark white.



However, there is beauty in

Hearts still pure, untouched

By the hands of Heartbreak,

Unblemished by Lost Love.



Yet, we were intended to be

Dipped into Love’s palette,

Immersed in its vibrant colors

So that we may bleed out life.



Each dyeing of fabric leaves

Only blushing pink blotches,

The proof that growth allows

A renewed being to be born.

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