The Art Of Love
My Doodles
A melancholy that won’t go away
Hints of red highlights in dark shades of grey
Whispering words that we refuse to say
Regrets for one’s that have gotten away
Big shoes to fill
Left with broken hearts
I’ve lost the will
Tired of playing this part
Too much time left to kill
When love is an art
And I don’t have the skill
I’ve let it dig in too far
Amateur doodles on paper
A masterpiece in my mind
An ill gotten caper
When you’re cruel to be kind
I never believed in miracles
Now maybe, it’s too late to try
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (2)
this is the line: When you’re cruel to be kind - bye bye, cruel to be kind. Nope, can't go there with you - cruel to be kind. Great job, Kelli.
sad but true.