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James Jean Paul Poem
It's unfair how the most beautiful thing in this world is also the ugliest thing, it's unbelievable how something that brings so much light and joy could be packed with so much pain and darkness, have you ever imagine how easy life would be if love did not exist if our hearts did not allow room to feel, to love, to grow used to and attached to people or things , to be free of the burden of worries, the burden of mourning imagine if death had no power over our hearts nor our feelings we would live everyday like it's nothing, stress free, lost free devoted to ourselves alone never having to fear of the thought of losing someone where never seeing them again would have no affects over our hearts and minds it's true love is beautiful, when you find someone that suits everything you craved and looked for someone who makes you feel whole, alive , who brings out the brightest in you, it's a beautiful feeling so precious that even money can't buy those little things that you find in that one person that's just enough for you , that weird smile that lightens up your soul the touch of that skin that gladly lets you lose control, it's unique it's beautiful but sad because the deeper you love the greater your heart aches because as love grows More beautiful so does it's pain it's ugliness, how does one bear the thought of never seeing that one person again of never feeling that touch, hearing that voice or smelling that smell that's sweet even when sour
love is the door between heaven and hell a cruel story that should of never been told filled with more lies than truth built on more dreams than reality I have strived to understand how could something so beautiful be filled with so much ugliness how could such level of happiness be built upon so much sadness. If our hearts did not feel Would we have been better off I will not judge the works of God but oh love how deeply you have scarred .
Copyright © James Jean Paul | Year Posted 2022
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James Jean Paul Poem
Faith that you have, faith that you can, faith that you will save me when my own chains have enslaved me when darkness surrounds me and the light runs from me, when there are no roads left to run I have faith you will open an ocean and lead me home.
Copyright © James Jean Paul | Year Posted 2023
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