Array ( [sid] => 170579 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Second Hand Heart [time] => 2012-02-01 02:36:49 [hometext] => Updated version (minus all the mistakes) [bodytext] => A bleeding heart.
A beating heart.
A heart that once was cold.

A healing heart.
A heart so warm,
But a heart not made of gold.

Who would care for something so broken?
So worn out?
So full of scars?

I know of one and only one,
Who would,
Without adding marks.

He is the one who's heart matches mine,
As a reflection would.

He is the one I wish to call mine,
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Second Hand Heart
Date: Wednesday, 1st February 2012 @ 02:36:49 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: MissTeenSuicide
A bleeding heart.
A beating heart.
A heart that once was cold.

A healing heart.
A heart so warm,
But a heart not made of gold.

Who would care for something so broken?
So worn out?
So full of scars?

I know of one and only one,
Who would,
Without adding marks.

He is the one who's heart matches mine,
As a reflection would.

He is the one I wish to call mine,
'til after death if I could.

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