Ode to the Heart
Hearts are things that let us feel
They give us courage to love
We feel things such as pain
Without them we have no way to live
a heart can be filled with joy
or filled with endless sorrow
when confused in love some become blind
but others love just enough feeling can lead to great things
or pain will grow inside and become cold
After every broken heart we must heal
our pain will eventually fly away
we hope better things pour down like rain
at first we may hate , but we must forgive
otherwise life we will not enjoy
because if we do not with pain we shall bellow
so we must learn to be kind
hearts and feelings make things tough
but over time there are lessons pain will bring
and the pain once felt will soon become old
the pain we felt which once was real
out oif the pit of sorrow we will rise above
and from our mistakes strength we will gain
the satisfaction of moving on we will have
and any trace of lost love we destroy
pain will come back maybe even tommorow
the joy that the heart may find
will help pull through when things get tough
there still will be a pain that stings
but the heart can never be controlled
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