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  If Dragons Were Heartache If dragons were heartache Then mine would be slayed If love were a color Then you're my favorite shade You brighten the darkness With your light that won’t fade You’re a blanket of grass And I love every blade If stars were your laughter I’d live for the night And trace every sparkle That feels like your light You silence my chaos By just being in sight You catch all my tears And make everything right You’re comfort and fire You’re protection and flame You’re the calm in the storm That I whisper by name If it were anyone else I would not feel the same You’re my greatest love And your heart I do claim You’re my favorite person And you’ve never lied And you’ve always healed me The times I have cried So if ever I wander Too far from your side Please know that I love you Forever with pride So if dragons were heartache And love was the cure Then you’d be my shelter Where I’d feel secure I'm glad that my journey Took a detour For it led me to love That is ...

  The Truth Of Love Love means giving someone freedom While nurturing your bond And although it is magical It’s not made with a wand It isn’t built on fairy dust Or sealed with just a kiss It takes deep roots and daily care To grow a love like this It’s not control or ownership It’s not a silent war Real love will never cage your wings It will only help you soar It holds you close, yet lets you breathe It lifts, but doesn’t bind It sees your flaws and loves you still With honesty that’s kind It won’t be perfect every day And sometimes it feels tough But even through the hard and raw You’ll know that it’s enough So if you find a heart like this That helps you rise above Then hold it close, and honor it You’ve found the truth of love Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 8.21.2025

The Purge It’s like my trauma is an illness That  you  think  you  need to cure And the way you try to change me Shows me that you’re insecure My past has helped to grow me All the way down to my core And what you’ve done is more than enough For me to walk out the door I won’t even attempt to try Or bother to explain To someone who doesn’t listen And tries to make me feel insane Yes, I’m really leaving I’ve had more than I can endure Because I deserve the kind of love That offers strength and that is pure And the only thing you offer Is a way to break me down But try hard to remember That when we met I wore a crown I’ve given you all the chances But your eyes still refuse to see The best of me was shining Long before you tried to alter me No longer will I question If I’m worthy or if I’m whole For I have walked through fire And it has tempered out my soul Of course there’s things I want to say But I’ll resist the urge Because you aren’t worth my energy You’re just so...

Canva AI Image Waterfalls You see a blank canvas. While I see bare walls. Where I see leaky faucets. You see waterfalls. You hear a dad joke. And laugh throughout the day. Where I just roll my eyes. Shake my head and walk away. They say opposites attract. You’re the Yin and I’m the Yang. I just can’t get enough. I circle back. A boomerang. Through your eyes I see the world. In such a different light. It’s like my eyes were closed. And you gave me back my sight. I can’t imagine life. Without you by my side. You’ve wiped away my pain. And all the tears I’ve cried. As far as I’m concerned. We’ll always be together. So there’s something I must ask. Will you marry me forever? Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 6.18.2025

  Canva AI Image His One Saving Grace A long ago tale told by every town crier. About a love story that caught night on fire. Their flames could not possibly go any higher. A passionate pair. A burning desire. People would come and gather around. In every tavern. In every town. Drinking their ale. Their fists would pound. The Gods so angry, they shook the ground. Yes, the Gods were so jealous, of this lovely pair. For their love was profound, which was truly rare. Some people cried, filled with despair. For all of them wanted what these two seemed to share. Here is the thing, this tale is still told. Even though it is more than a millennium old. About a fair maiden and a Knight that was bold. To stay loyally by her, he braved arctic cold. He brought her trinkets. He wooed her with lace. At the very beginning, she made him give chase. For even just one chance to feel her embrace. And kiss her so softly, on her charming face. He knew she was someone he would never replace. An Epic lo...

Canva AI Image No More Bags Left To Unpack My loneliness is killing me I find it hard to breathe And losing you was just too much  I find that I still grieve I guess it wasn’t hard for you Since you were the one to leave The one who never had a problem With trying to deceive But here I sit, by myself Lonely and afraid Wondering what things could’ve been  If you had only stayed I’m the one that got left behind In a love that you betrayed I don’t think it’s very fair  That I’m the one who paid I used to be so endlessly Lost inside your stare Building dreams on fantasies That we would always share To think that once I had thought That you might truly care When all I’m left with now inside Is a feeling of despair Yes I know it’s over And I don’t want you back At the house that we once called  Our Lovely Little Shack But I am not some fragile egg That’s going to easily crack Day by Day, with my strong will My life is more on track Yes, things are so much better now There’...

Canva AI Image The Words We Didn’t Say It’s the words we didn’t say. That killed us in the end. For when you walked away. I lost my best friend. Our relationship lost meaning. The little things we used to do. The good times and the bad times. Everything that we went through. No longer seemed to matter. When you walked out that door. It’s like we just gave up. It wasn’t worth fighting for. And I’m supposed to be able. To start over one more time. Yet I’m not even able to write. My words no longer rhyme. Yes, it’s what we didn’t say. That I feel with such regret. That brought us to our end. A love I can’t. I won’t forget. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.19.2025  

Canva AI Image An Act Of Treason   You’re not going to change my mind I won’t understand the reason For the way that you just spoke to me Was it’s own kind of treason I guess I should be saying thanks You showed me the real you I no longer think that you’re the guy That I once thought I knew You tried so hard to tear me down But it had the opposite effect The one and only thing I learned Is that you’re a man I don’t respect To hold my heart is a privilege One you don’t deserve The only thing you’ll get from me Is on my last damn nerve There’s nothing you can do or say To change my point of view I’m pretty sure you’ve figured out That the two of us are through You thought my love was a given  But it has to be earned So watch me as I drive away On the bridge that you just burned Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.23.2025

  Canva AI Image My Fish Out Of The Sea You’re a song I’ve always sung With words, I’ve always known You’re the creamer for my coffee That I no longer drink alone You brought me back to living With a love that won't condone You understand my boundaries And when I’m in the zone It’s like you’re my private ocean And I just get to swim You always seem to brighten me When my light starts to dim You’re the answer to my prayers That I used to cry to Him And you don’t ever pick on me When my bangs might need a trim I guess I’m trying to say And not too eloquently That you will always be my person My fish out of the sea You accept my broken pieces With you I feel so free I'm grateful for the way You are Thank You for loving Me Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.21.2025

  Canva AI Image Putty In Your Hands Like a sunrise chasing a shadow Or an aura embracing its glow Like words that rhyme on paper Or a melody’s gentle flow To me your love’s the sun rays That light up the darkest days And I can hear the music When I get lost in your gaze I will always be the coin If you will be the wishing well And I’d wear your scent all over me If I could bottle up your smell I’m the vibrant, wild flower You are the rain that helps me grow Our love is like a forest Full of seeds starting to sow I’ll never find the perfect words To describe all I want to say But I am the putty, you are the hands And I’m ready for you to mold my clay Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.20.2025

  Man O’ War I would have dimmed my light To let your own star blaze. Stared at you contentedly As I got lost in your gaze. I would have flown a spaceship Up to outer space. If there was even half a chance That I would get to see your face. I’d happily traipse through the desert Or fight a man o’ war. Just to have spent the day with you The man that I adore. But what I won’t do is change myself for you  For I am happy as I am. Instead, this is me walking away Because I no longer give a damn. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.19.2025

  Canva AI Image For I Am Now Your Home You will rarely see me dressed up, in something that is formal. And you will probably call me weird, as I am far from normal. When you think no one is looking, I will make you feel seen. Because I have been called many things, but I have never been called mean. With me, you are protected, for I am your safe place. I am here to offer comfort, in my arms and heart’s embrace. My door is always open, however far you roam. Providing you with endless love, for I am now your home. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.19.2025

  Canva AI Image Patterns Will I ever be truly ready, to fall in love again? If the answer is yes… then how, why, where, and when? Am I standing in my own way? Is it a pattern I can break? I just don’t think I can handle, another bad heartache. Am I the problem in the relationship? Is it me who will always fail? Or have I waited far too long and that ship’s already set sail? Can someone please help me, make sense of this turmoil in my heart? It’s the honest truth… I don’t have the first clue where to start. I fear that rabbit hole is trying to grab me one more time. And if no one will lend a hand, I might not survive another climb. So maybe I’ll go tuck tail, and stay safely in my protective bubble. That way I won’t have to worry myself about anymore heartbreak trouble. So if you have any advice, that you would not mind sharing with me.. I think I’d finally be on my way, to living my life more happily! Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.7.2025

  A Life Of Poetry The way you write. Makes me so hot. So hear me out. I’ll shoot my shot. Is there a chance? That you and me? Could live a life? Of poetry? With these vows. Our wings take flight. A love like ours. Could light the night. I’m asking you. To marry me. Together in. Perfect Harmony. Please say yes. And take my hand. And by your side. I’ll always stand. Give me a chance. I’ll make you see. The two of us. Will live happily! Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 5.6.2025

  Canva AI Image I Don’t Chase We are through, and I’m done trying. I'm sick of all your constant lying. Our relationship has been slowly dying. And I’m not willing to continue crying. When we met, I was sure it was fate. I had thought, we were doing great. I wanted to wipe clean the slate. Do not worry, I will not retaliate. But I’m feeling lost. Need to break free. I will not be a victim, willingly. If only I could have made you see. That you had it all when you had me. It's not the first trial I have had to face. I will not miss your embrace. You will be so easy to replace. But I'm walking away... Because I don’t chase. Original Poetry Written By Eryn Dunbar Copyright (c) 4.25.2025