Price for Suffering

Where did the woman go
I used to be.

(I miss her)

The one whose green tourmaline eyes
smiled for anyone and everyone
who wanted a taste of life,

whose laugh could infect
a thousand sour faces
sweetening them with just
a twinkle of mischief
and a wink of knowing.

(where did she go)

I've had nothing but love
for the collection of sorrows
and one by one
each betrayal etches a line
pulls the corners downward

my arms reach
my eyes plead
my heart aches

I still want to believe

(I have to believe)

I haven't failed yet...

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