Topic: My Wild Heart | |
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Take it
I don't want it It's useless to me Just toss it way Leave it to rot Stomp on it Kick it around Its cracked and broken Has been for years Not shiny and new It's old and used Leave it where it is Just walk away It will do me no good To sit and cry I'm used to this I no longer wonder why So take it It's useless to me I don't want it anymore Just toss it away... |
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HUmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
At times we take a chance and open our hearts and yes sometimes things don't work out the way we wish they did. But....then we must sit back and really look and ask ourselves did we see more into the situation than really was there. Maybe our hearts get broken but they will mend. And we will move on for at times what we thought was never was at all. ![]() |
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poet/sis.. beautiful words
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![]() No longer feeling pain or regret, Used, ripped to shreds, crumpled and bare, Toss it away, in a corner to just lay there, NO!!! I think not... Pick it up and polish it, Hold it gently within, Something old and used Can become new once again... ![]() |
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