My Heart, by Beth aka Anonymous
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I've got my heart here
Clasped in my hand
I'm keeping it because
It seems to understand
I'm afraid to let go
Holding it too tight
Something is wrong
That I want to make right
My heart is not whole
Not in one piece
I want to stop fighting
And give it some peace
It's tired of losing
And wants to win
It doesn't know where it ends
And the pain begins
I've got my heart here
Listening to the beat
It's not broken, it's a fighter
Won't accept defeat
It can hear the logic
Of sounds from above
But deep down it knows
It's unrequited love
It's calling out 'Someone
Can you hear my cry
And if you do
Why do you not reply?'
I know that you're there
But what is it that's stopping
You from saying you care?
Is it me or my heart?
I've got my heart here
Clasped in my hand.
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Posted: 2008-01-30 14:16:40 UTC |
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2008-02-23 23:56:17 | true_poet |
Nice poem, keep writing |