Deep underneath, where no one goes
There is a dam, where deep love flows
Of brightest green, kept tight inside
A place where her trapped love resides
It’s stored below, way out of view
She’ll appear so dry and hard to you
But below the surface, hidden well
There is love, but you could never tell
She built it well, with walls so strong
Built so high, for lasting long
Believing that, if no one views
She won’t get hurt, it won’t turn blue
So break this dam down if you can
Let her love flow out into the land
Teach her that if she gives love out
It will replenish, without a doubt
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Absolutely beautiful, Liza. I feel it. Heartfelt!
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Thanks Anne 🙂
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Very beautiful!
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Thank you for saying 🙂
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I agree with the previous comments. I love it when you’re vulnerable in your writing ❤ Did writing this help you feel better or different at all? Xxx
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I don’t know, not sure it was even me 🙂
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Thanks for saying though my dear xx
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Beautiful, strikes me as beseeching, vulnerable, with great depth!
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Thank you so much my dear 🙂 💜
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I immediately wanted to find this woman and wrap my arms around her and let her know that she could fine love and a safe place. The sting would remain a little while and be gone, replaced with a deeper and abiding love.
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I don’t actually know her, I made her up but you know the sort I mean 🙂
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I do indeed! Very well in fact.Ive met several that would fit the category.
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It’s a challenge to break them, I mean that in the nicest possible way you know 😉
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Yes i do!
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