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Love Mends the Brave

Laughing at the wind.
Unseen promises,
Transcend blustery thoughts
The openness We crave
As love mends the brave.
I wish sometimes I felt more alive.
Awakening  Is painful
As is arranging flowers for my son.
Everyday I’m awake in trance
The happy choices That I make
Sin and goodness the  rules we  break
Sweetness, a mix that Tastes better
Than your kisses or salty love letters
Love in every other way
Promises promises Lead me astray
Crying  choices I have seen
Loves rare moments, unseen.
Catch my breath But make me scream.

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