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My Heart


I never was a girl who cared for love A soul shattered at ten years of age I just walked through life, never looking above Two years after that tragic event, Two new parents had I One I loved within months, the other left me bent I sealed away my heart I never wanted it to be broken I would never be torn apart or sorrowed, or forgotten I sealed away...my heart Sweet sixteen, my first real crush An angelic appearance never found in a brush A poor choice of words, and he was gone I wondered if I'd be forever done Near eighteen, my first relationship I thought it'd be a one way trip The first kiss was oh so real! Could anyone have a better deal? I opened up my heart Love was truely real I wasn't torn apart But still, I wanted to really seal...my heart He wasn't the one I wanted to be done I said goodbye And let my heart fly I never thought I'd love again The heartache was too much Another painful break not for my gain How much could the heart take? Not a bunch A new town, a new state Would the heart break ever end? Then another lift, not rising hate Could it help my heart mend? He understands, like no one else, my pain My heartache, my self, my soul He holds me, makes me feel whole My heart, once plugged, now begins to undrain My heart is light and whispering to me Whispering, 'Don't leave him, don't' Unless he makes an unspiritual act and ceases to care, I won't I can't leave for he has my heart Opened fully, not in part We can never be apart For I can never cast a dart Through my heart My heart My soul My heart
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ercoppinger
This poem tells of how I went through hardship after hardship with no one to be there for me, until I found someone who loved me and gave me strength. The meaning of the poem could be anything for you, but remember that the true meaning of poetry comes from the writer, not the opinions of others.

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