Black HeartA Poem by Tom QI never cried When mother died But I was there As disease claimed victory Hardened hearts her legacy Passed down I could only imitate passion Love in nonchalant fashion Until you smiled And accepted me Without condition Then I knew All loathing was through And that I love you © 2012 Tom Q |
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