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My Heart
my heart is not a toy
it is not a rag doll
you can throw around
it beats in my chest
even with the cracks
and the missing pieces
though its been stabbed
thrown to the ground
and stomped on repeatedly
it still forgives
even when its in pain
and keeps strong
even when its weak
though my heart still beats
it weakens every day
slowly dying inside my chest
soon enough
the heart that beats
will soon break
forever to be shattered
never fixed
just broken.
it is not a rag doll
you can throw around
it beats in my chest
even with the cracks
and the missing pieces
though its been stabbed
thrown to the ground
and stomped on repeatedly
it still forgives
even when its in pain
and keeps strong
even when its weak
though my heart still beats
it weakens every day
slowly dying inside my chest
soon enough
the heart that beats
will soon break
forever to be shattered
never fixed
just broken.
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