Stained With Tears
She hates and keeps her distance
True love is non- existence
Betrayal harden her heart
A young woman pure of heart
Her heart just will not listen
She fights that stirred resistance
Promised they would not sever
Now she’s lost him forever
“Goodnight my sweet”, she whispers
Fresh linen lie stained with tears
No such things of true love kiss
Stole the love she once did miss
Her heart has fooled her all these years
Afraid of dreams because of fear
11/20/2016
FOOL'S GOLD - Poetry Contest , .
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
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