Love

Some say love is always true,

Others say it's blind.

I always thought I knew,

That any love is the good kind.

Until I had my heart shattered,

By one I had constantly trusted.

He hit me down and left me battered.

Now I know I merely lusted.

My heart is renewed,

My soul made clean,

All because of a change of mood,

To be considerate instead of mean.

I've learnt of love and lust,

I now know to trust a few.

And let love for others to turn to dust.

But still let the doves of love coo.

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This is dedicated to all those who have reviewed my other poems. Thank you so much. Each of you has brought a candle to heart melting the ice that has encased it.

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