Fallen LoveA Poem by Anthony
When the chords are pulled,
And the heart is strained. The organ will fail, As the pain begins. The heart as an organ, Keeps our body alive. As it is broken, It lies in pieces. What love can bind, And piece it together. To heal the wounds, And repair the soul. How can love help, If it is lost? How can love help, If it cannot be found? Love can repair, The largest of wounds. Love can lift, The lowest of spirits. This lost love, cannot be found. As the loneliness spreads, And the fallen give up. © 2010 AnthonyReviews
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Added on January 14, 2010Last Updated on February 12, 2010 |

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