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Extended Metaphors We’ve all got
Natural depressions
In the surface of
Our hearts
That need to filled.
We try substance abuse
But it just floods
The hole then
The alcohol evaporates.
Or we try to fill it
By making our bed rock,
But that just
Ends up hardening
Our hearts.
The only thing
That can fill it
Is true love with
Our divine creator.
We’ve all got
Natural depressions
In the surface of
Our hearts
That need to filled.
look at this stanza.. sooo sweet and meningful.. love your poem..its making me think and read it maybe more then 5 times..and enjoyed alot,,, well done litle tiny princess, the great