Arched Hurt

Don't break her heart

It was arched from the start

Your Love is vital

She doesn't know where to start

The wind blows freely through her soul

Which has grown heavy full of gold

Your love will never grow old

Let her live free, love her from the start

Don't break her already arched heart

This poem is about: 
Me

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