tagNon-Erotic PoetryNever give up

Never give up


My dreams are fragile things that easily die,
There are more of them than
Birds to fill the sky.

My hope is a fragiler thing that too easily is squelched,
It is brighter than the
Starry, starry night.

My heart is a fragile that so easily cries,
Broken, shattered,
More than a hundred times,
Carefully pieced together every time.

My spirit is a fragile thing that is easily crushed,
It restores itself with
Your every touch.

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