My love is a burden.

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    My love is a burden.

    My love is a burden,

    You hold it in your hands.

    But it’s falling through the cracks.

    What once was unbreakable,

    Has now got holes,

    Each one growing through time.

    As they get bigger,

    Emotions travel out.

    Leaving nothing behind.

    My love is a burden,

    You couldn’t be trusted to hold it,

    There is nothing but holes,

    Now punched into this delicate emotion. 

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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