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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=571799" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She had loved</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She had loved, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Loved with the passion of a thousand loves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All of her hurt and pain went into this love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A love that no one had ever known</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ache and hurt from all the others went into the act of loving</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The abuse of all the others went into her passion</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pain of rejection from family and friends went into the love making</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She could never feel the hurt again so she put it into the passion and heat they two had when they where together</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when she was alone she would cry for the pain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pain for the fear that she might never love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cry for all the abuse that was put onto her body</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some in part to find love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some in part to feel something instead of being loved</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She used her body as a vessel to get what she wanted</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And never showed love when doing it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gave herself to forget herself and all the pain and fear and anguish</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gave and gave and showed no emotion in doing so</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She knew that no one would really know her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or really loved her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They were all just lovers without the love and all of the passion</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She used what she knew</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And passion is what she knew best</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She had passion in the way she walked and talked and all the things that she did</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She never showed her true colors</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Until she found that love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And poured it all into the love making that she gave and cried for a different reason</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She now cried for the loved that she had found and wanted</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gave all of her and more then needed to give to one person</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That love that she had never had and wanted so desperately she gave to this person and that person never really understood her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She thought that this would never end and never wanted it to</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when the love in the love making faded it was just empty</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And from then on all of her became empty</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She did not know how to show true love and slowly lost her passion</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All of her passion for all of the things that made her lovable</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So now she was never to find that love again</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now she was passionless and empty</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Empty was she would remain to be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hallow once again just a vessel for others to abuse</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and confuse for what they thought was love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love that she would and could never feel again</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ruthy+Fernandez">Ruthy Fernandez</a><div class=q>
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Loved with the passion of a thousand loves

All of her hurt and pain went into this love

A love that no one had ever known

The ache and hurt from all the others went into the act of loving

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