Forgiving Hearts Bare the Pain

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The Patterns of Selfishness, avoidance. Taking n not giving
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Forgiving hearts bare the greatest pain
Sweetness made of sugar
Salt added to sugar
It shouldn't bitter.
Sacrifice, a relevance to forgiveness
Forgiveness, a relevance to sacrificing Sacrifice, a relevance to personal pain.
Forgiveness,
desire to forgive,
Faithful in healing,
Baring pain, until it passes
But at times,
crashing back in
like the angry wave against the shore,
Sacrificing again,
desperately seeking for a break in pattern,
Forgiving hearts bare the greatest pain,
Patiently enduring,
the Patterns of sacrifice,
Love needs room to grow.
The patterns of pain,
the enduring sacrifice,
the commonness becoming acceptance,
Then it proceeds,
Tolerance as a form,
To selective ignorance,
Memories graced with bitterness,
Which then evolve,
A turned cheek,
Sacrificing,
As trust fades,
Preparing for resolve,
before the next promise falls short,
Baring pain,
Hope takes its place,
Security in falseness,
The sweetness of the forgiving heart,
The desire For the over promise,
The let down of the under delivered,
The broken heart,
Kind softness and sympathy,
Shelf the pain and ignore the pattern,
In hopes of the future promise,
Second guessing,
The trust that was,
Preparing,
More often as a forethought,
For resolve,
Before the salt bitters the sugar,
Bitterness builds as the sugar stales,
The forgiving heart fades,
Sorrow takes shape,
Baring pain,
Numbness of pattern,
Brokenness from acceptance,
Repetition in Forgiveness,
As sight words are to reading,
Voiding checks,
Which were made out to hope,
Remaining balances,
With nothing left to withdraw,
The chef,
Tasked to always cook the same meal,
Preparing with passion,
Repetitively,
In due time,
The meal becomes bland,
The chef,
now serving a meal in
routine and repetition,
The meal which once was flavorful,
Full of robust savors...
Something changes.
Seasonings,
Without re-stock,
Blandness takes place of flavor,
Passion for cooking becomes bitter,
As the meal has lost its favor,
The chef becomes a line cook,
Preparing a fruitless sacrifice.
Sacrificing flavor once stocked in abundance.
For the chef not re-stocked with seasonings,
Will have no more flavors left to serve tomorrow.

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