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Threads of Hope

The trickling teardrops fall like rain dousing love's spark, and as you cry, passion's flame begins to die. All of your pleadings were in vain, his every lie summons a tear that drowns your hurting heart in fear. Treating you with scorn and disdain leaves little room for love to bloom, despite the babe within your womb. He fabricates lies to explain although you've heard them all before, and don't believe him anymore. He doesn't love you; that much is plain: for it's getting harder to cope, clinging to so few threads of hope. And yet, you'll take him back again; for you're afraid to lose your man, and try to cope the best you can. The trickling teardrops fall like rain: all of your pleadings were in vain. Treating you with scorn and disdain: he fabricates lies to explain. He doesn't love you; that much is plain: and yet, you'll take him back again.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 9/24/2018 3:31:00 PM
Well done, Emile. Love this form.
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Emile Pinet
Date: 9/24/2018 5:09:00 PM
Thanks Line, I appreciate your encouraging comments my friend, Emile.

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