If given the choice between
Blood drawn from the knife’s
sharply honed edge
or
Love dying at your feet in
a pile of disbelief
Which is the lesser
pain
Does the visible scar
Which remains continue
its throbbing
no
The heart scars thick
with memories of a forever
promise, relentless aching, every
beat
unimaginable the pain
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Breakfast with Buse 
but all pain is temporary,
seeds that germinate in life
to flourish later
as the fruits of wisdom.
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human suffering is a mist, it fills its entire container, no matter how much there is. let in some air.
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ahh, but sometimes it makes periodic visits causing the scarring to strain against the assault.
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Interesting perspective.
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Are you standing in my shoes?
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I am glad you can relate so well to my poem. Thank you for crossing my path. I will keep you in my thoughts whoever you may be.
Lesley
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