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Foolish little heart of mine.


A broken heart has many pieces 

so seemingly impossible to repair 

a bunch of glue could not erase the creases.

The human heart is nothing but a death chair 

love is deceiving to the heart

it hurts us, it breaks us, it destroys one.

A broken heart is bound to fall apart.

Pain creeps in to one at mid night sun.

But speak not chocolate heals all that hurts

hey chocolate, choco bar, heal my heart.

A chocolate bunch takes the horrid curse

the sweets have done their work of art. 

But tell me not this does not heal the heart,

all along I have been a foolish fart.

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Lp121894
<p>This poem is about a situation that I went through when I was younger, I fell in "love" with the wrong guy.</p>

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