Respuesta :
Answer:
My chosen theme was love, and how love can allow one to survive.
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The sounds of his laugh, like music to my ears,
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Allows my soul to transcend beyond the heartbreak of my past.
His heart against my ear, telling me "it'll be okay,"
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Drives me beyond the fog of sorrow within my own.
He laughs as he listens, and, of course, I do the same,
But my chuckles sometimes come from a place deep within,
Though his cheesy jokes tend to make me smile,
My hysterics and cackles arise from the thought
That no matter how my old cruel world used to hold me down,
How I limped and tripped, dodging the pain given to me without remorse,
I was lucky enough to stumble straight into his loving arms.
Explanation:
Sorry, I just made this really quick, but it is not a rhyming poem.
The further I run,
The deeper I fall.
No matter what
Love seems to find me.
The more I hide,
The more I find it.
I don’t want to play,
Love says it’s too late.
My feelings are gambled,
I’m delighted and hurt.
It is the people around me,
I learn that living is loving.
The further I run,
The deeper I fall.
No matter what
Love seems to find me.
The more I hide,
The more I find it.
I don’t want to play,
Love says it’s too late.
My feelings are gambled,
I’m delighted and hurt.
It is the people around me,
I learn that living is loving.