Beat. Pause. Beat Beat.
oh I have been through hell
my poor little heart has been picked up
thrown down
drop kicked
punted
punched
ripped apart
and sewn back together
more times than I'd like to count
it rides on rollercoasters of emotions
spilling its contents after stepping through the gate
its been taken for granted and ignored
it's been both excited and bored
yet through it all it manages to get by
and my calloused little heart continues to beat
Beat. Pause. Beat Beat.
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