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The Eternal Struggle Heart

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posted on Mar, 29 2014 @ 08:58 PM
I tug and she pulls the rope that connects us frays
Yet she always packs her bags then stays

The back and forth of woman and man
Only the creator can truly understand

Why we fight, then press arguments, until more is less
Stress to excess about moves in our wicked game of chess

Neglect, disrespect, lives are wrecked
guarding hearts we cannot protect

There is no winner, no tests of real skills,
but that final word that kills

For compassion has become a lost art
within the eternal struggles of the heart...

posted on Apr, 1 2014 @ 10:53 AM
reply to post by abeverage

That's a very heart felt poem. It's good and sure full of your raw emotion. It's a sad one...

edit on 1-4-2014 by natalia because: Changed words

posted on Apr, 1 2014 @ 04:21 PM
reply to post by natalia

Thank you Nat. Just an observation of men and women.


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