Confusions of love,
Were so plenty in,
Youth and childhood,
Both were made on,
Rejection and doubt!
Confusions of love,
Made endless days,
Of worry and wonder;
Souls seemed taken;
Heart made to ruin!
Confusions of love,
So naked my feelings,
And dashed hopes alike;
Complicated was mind,
And love seemed silly!
Friday, 26 February 2010
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oh, where would be without it? and what we would write about????? :) i think this piece to be adorable
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean; life would be a dim place without it and a simply one it's kind of a paradox of shorts and thanks I'm glad my childhood feelings came through a little bit.
ReplyDeletebelieve me the confusion continues even as we age...very well expressed :)
ReplyDeleteI appreciate the compliment it means so much!
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