Heart is Alive
It has been torn to pieces
and glued back together.
It has been prodded at, shoved
then bandaged up tight.
It knows no restraint,
and is blamed in the end.
All it needs is just one friend.
A yearning for acceptance, kindness, and just a little care..
That is all it needs to keep away the fear.
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