Time
To all wounds of the heart,
Time is the antidote.
Designed like a coat
Soothing the pain as it impart
It is nonpareil
It understands what you want
As time acts more than a confidant
Even pharmaceutics can’t heal
You can depend
Your heart to mend
By time it rectifies
As time flies
The heart that was once broken,
Is now ready to love again.
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amarcera
I am an LPN (Licensed Practical Nurse) and currently studying for my RN (Registered Nurse). I love poetry and I love making my own poetry. I was born and raised in the Philippines and currently residing in New York. My poems are mostly about love and relationships but I love to experiment other categories as well. I also like music and hopefully one day I'll be able to use one of my poems and put it to music.
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