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Learn warNo more....Mark Toney © 2018.6/22/2018 - Poetry form: Footle
I dipped my toes into the cold water it was pleasant it reminded me of my heart   I thought it did, I thought it did but it didn't it wasn't really my heart   My heart was gold
  Change is such a simple thing, from new lives to matching rings.
  Running for the Evening Sky   It seems these days all I do is run,
A touch, a violation, a scream, unsafe, even though it is over. Never the same, cannot be undone. No hope.   Suddenly, a light, a ray of Sonshine, new consciousness springs up from the once barren ground.
She believed in you, and you let her down. When she was finally smiling, you made her frown.
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