'Unheard'A Poem by Lou_tuvoi
My heart speaks many language's yet its still unheard.
My soul cries out to be seen but is ignored. My love is unknown, unsure, yet wildly it still sings. Its unspoilt, true in form yet unheard. My beating heart joyfully waiting to join its mate cries out. Find me Love me Care for me... Yet its unheard... © 2011 Lou_tuvoi |
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Added on October 7, 2011 Last Updated on October 7, 2011 |
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