Thefts From Your Heart
THEFTS FROM YOUR HEART
A broken heart may heal, but; the scars are left
Beating, beating, as never forgetting your theft
Wounded; forced to carry on with all of its pain
Alas, reminding that painfully hurt scars remain
Never once rested, as each scar is overstressed
Waiting, waiting, until one is left less distressed
Then all scars harden; like the hurt in your heart
A heart becomes vice like no longer able to start
With the final heartbeats; the scars ripped apart
Exposing the full extent the thefts of your heart
Indiana Shaw . . .
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