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 Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 3:25 pm
The peaceful white dove
its the sign of true love
It seems so true
So powerful
So real
But...
Birds were born with wings
Hearts were made with stitches
Birds will fly
Love will die
Hearts will rip
Tears will fall
Some love is real
Some love is fake
Some love is an illusion
Our eyes seem to make
But with wings it flies away
And with wings it will return
The stitches might break
But the wound will heal
Because without first being broken
It cannot be fixed
Another chance comes
And another dove will flap its wings
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 5:21 pm
should I change the title, or does match good enough?
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