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The first cut is the deepestđź’”

The first cut is the deepestđź’”

The first cut is the deepest,
one will always feel that pain

When we tell ourselves that in the future we will never ever love again

Yet like the everlasting ebb and flowing of an ocean, on that big old moon’s wax and wane

We rush right into another relationship, maybes we are all totally insane?

But can those feelings be as strong on the second time around?

Could they wholesome one’s heart, so intense and profound?

Healing up that gaping hole that has left a scar from the wound

As our teardrops fell like waterfalls and almost had us drowned

But there are those of us who fall in love, and if and when that beautiful bond breaks

They shatter completely to splintered shards where their whole world shakes

So grief-stricken, sorrowful with a heart that agonisingly aches

And once bitten, twice shy, they stay single for the rest of their long, lonely lives, in their solitary loves sakes…

 

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Gwendoline

Hello Jill, when I read the title good old cat stevens popped into my head. I felt the poem reflected the intent of his song perfectly. A wonderful write on the complexity of the human heart đź’—x

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Jill Tait

Awww Thankx my lovely lass đź’•đź’•đź’•

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