Becoming
There is an open wound
That only time can heal.
There are old memories
That time can never seal.
There is an emptiness
That only time can fill.
There is a beloved voice
That time can never still.
There is a broken heart
That only love can mend.
There is an iron will
That only love can bend.
There is a hungry heart
That love alone can fill.
There is a storm tossed life
That love alone can still.
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