Tools of Destruction.

Tools of Destruction.

A Poem by Noa
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An illustration of my belief that regardless of the weaknesses in our heart, the most fatal wound your heart can suffer, is losing the love of the one it keeps alive.

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Burned will be the heart,
that cannot
still the fire.
Blind will be the heart,
with eyes
formed by pain.
Tired is the heart,
that beats
beyond contempt, but
broken is the heart,
that forgets
to love itself.

© 2012 Noa


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