She's Marrying Again
She's marrying again,
and the promises flying
when her lips were mine -
they're now dying.
I broke near all
'til she couldn't take
what I'd become, and left
in truth for my own sake.
Pain being an elusive thing,
beyond descript' or human speech,
yet only availed by human touch
was healing come within my reach.
I'd come to her so damaged,
a human deeply scored
by assertions and desertions;
she rose to hero accord.
I'd believed her presence part of me,
our lives entwined forever,
and in that life I did find healing.
And does love die? No. Never.
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