O' Heart
O’ Thine heart cease not to love,
For it is thy sustenance of your soul.
O’ thine heart suffer not the lose of self
For thou are as precious as the sun.
O’ thine heart be not filled with hate for
Thou will surely die.
O’ thine heart, I ask thee to fight
For thou are stronger than thou believe to be.
O’ thine heart, thy lovely heart
Be not dismayed for thou shall triumph
Over this pain.
Jm01/16/2007
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