The tear in the heart
The tear in the heart
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Hers is a beauty of the heart
To which love was writ
Hers is the name I speak
With the warmest embrace
She is all but an angel
So heavenly kind and fair
That I am drawn, bound
To love, and love her
She is the beauty I dream
The joy in which I sleep
How could I not love her
When she is all of this
And more besides to me
She is the love elusive
The tear in my heart
The sorrowful dream
I wish to remain inside
She is so beautiful and fair
As I call out her name
Knowing she shall not answer
She will forever remain
The tear in the heart
To which love was writ
poem by Matthew Holloway
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