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I keep running…

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I’m scared of what is,

The feelings that my heart holds.

So I keep running.

– Winks

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The Moment I Get It Together…

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The moment I get it together,

Is the moment I fall apart.

I think I’ve finally got it;

This so-called matter of the heart.

I act, as if, all is well;

Nothing phases me at all.

My brokenness one can’t tell;

For your name I do not call.

I know one day, very soon,

It’ll all catch up to me.

I’ll break down in a public room,

For the whole wide world to see.

This emotion all held in,

By a very,fragile string.

I knew you’d always win,

As my tears begin to sing.

The song of lost hope,

The look of lost love.

My dreams in a scope,

Fled away like a dove.

The hole that may be,

The wonder that’ll remain.

I can’t help but see,

The rainbows in the rain.

The moment I get it together,

Used to be the moment I fell apart.

I’ve learned to face my weather,

And have been acquainted with my heart.

~Winks

Living Life with an “Enlarged Heart”

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I realize that an enlarged heart is a medical term used to described someone whose heart is pumping too much blood and has a tendency to make it beat too fast. However, on a grand, metaphorical scheme it sounds like a pretty good way to be known.  You ever think about that?  When people think of you, what do they think?  My hope would be that people would look at me and think,  “I wish I had an enlarged heart like her”… By saying that, I mean that I wish people would view me as one who cares for others and leaves open spaces in her heart to care for others.  However, I know that if I do leave those open spaces, I also leave the space to get hurt… which the enlarged heart “effect” would come in handy then (more room to love and heal.) I may be a totally weird and illogical thinker…I just can’t imagine going through life and not making it the best life ever…I love God, I love people and when I breathe my last breath, I will be one satisfied, enlarge-hearted individual.

If Love…

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If Love could take your hand,

Would you let it?

If Love could understand,

Would you fret it?

If Love never turned away,

Would you face it?

If Love decided to play,

Would you chase it?

If Love needed a ride,

 Would you take it?

 If Love was honest with you,

 Would you fake it?

If Love decided to hide,

 Would you find it?

 If Love walked by your side,

 Would you mind it?

If Love was sick,

Would you treat it?

If Love was a stranger,

Would you greet it?

If Love was for a season,

Would you risk it?

If Love was but a moment,

Would you miss it?

If Love was a puzzle,

Would you complete it?

If Love hurt you once,

Would you dare to repeat it?

~edelwinks