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Acrostic Style poem - My name made into a poem
A broken heart that has been hurt, its fragility and beauty reminds me of a flower… perhaps its essence is that of a

Rose…. Frail and beautiful, just like all other flowers, but with thorns that protect it when anyone attempts to seize it.

Time… perhaps indeed only time can heal a broken heart.

Enchanted, bewitched, I can’t really say what it was, but people sometimes believe fairytales to be true.

Merely memories now…. I must realize that all that has hurt me is now in the past, and it is time to move forward.

In time…. this rose will heal, and I have no doubt that

Someday the rose will re-blossom . It is time to set this rose free of any

Anchors from the past.
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