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[bodytext] => Heart Hearts weren’t meant to break Weren’t meant to bleed It’s not their purpose. So how is it? I feel mines been torn apart How is it possible? The heart is just a mechanical device Made of flesh and blood But yet it aches. It’s not a physical pain I speak of But more of an emotional one And yet the hurt is so strong. It has the power to control all my senses Causes my eyes to fill with tears And my mind to feel out of control. All my emotions tied in knots All because of this thing called a Heart. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Jeff_Scott_Morehead [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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