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My heart is no more.

My heart is ice
Frozen from empty promises
Cold from envy and anger
Burning with hate for
Fake affection and stupid lies

My heart is a river
Melted from loving words and promises
Rushing from fear
Unable to stop and look at
Where it�s headed�

My heart is rain
Crying for forgiveness
Begging for hope
Wishing it could only find away
to shed the despair�

My heart is a rock
hardened from brokenness
jagged from unanswered questions
thrown into the road
for everyone to see

My heart is dirt
Smashed dreams
Mixed with others' expectations
Patted down until, at last,
It cannot breathe

My heart is a flower
Fresh from new-found hope
Flourishing in the sun
Ready to love whomever next
Wanders by�

Alas, my heart is tired.
It cannot keep up.
It cannot keep changing.
A wave of exhaustion
And then... my heart... becomes...
Nothing.

My heart is no more.

And I am relieved.