I LOVE PARIS (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The words spoke ‘with love’
But cut like a shard
Meaningless words
On a gilt-edged card
From Paris with love
So perhaps it is true
It was love from a city
And nothing from you
Not words of a lover
Not words from the heart
No lingering sadness
While we were apart
The words lied ‘with love’
Still hitting too hard
Meaningless words
On a gilt-edged card
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Hollow words are hurtful sometimes. Well-penned.
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beautifully haunting and terribly true ❤
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Very sad but beautifully said Helen.
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Beautiful!
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Well I must say that through me, the title to the contents. How sad that pain must be felt in the love that Paris brings:-(
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Oh you can feel the pain and it has just the right amount of venom perfect
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“Not words of a lover
Not words from the heart
No lingering sadness
While we were apart”
… touching piece. Beautiful & melancholic. Loved the smooth flow.
xx
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On the positive side, isn’t it the thought that counts? A nice piece Helen – well done.
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