So fragile is the love 
that gives away it's pride.
That loves in spite of itself,
that has things it must hide.

So fragile is the heart,
that owns this kind of giving
for so many things it loses
as it trys to go on living.

So fragile is the spirit
that flys to greet another,
instead of staying home
and inviting in the other.

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Written by: Cara Marie Filipeli