My HeartA Poem by Deannai cut it open and watched it bleed then stuffed it with something new thought i was done until i felt that this was rotting too
i ripped it back open and what did i see the same old red thing staring back at me
i tried to break it and set it free but for some strange reason it keeps following me
i guess i'll give up now and just let her bleed
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Added on March 17, 2013 Last Updated on March 19, 2013 AuthorDeannaBrandon, MSAboutMy name Is Deanna. I am 48 years old and live in Brandon MS. I am a mom to my 13 year old son Jacob, a wife, daughter, sister, friend and a registered nurse. My goal at this point in my life is to get.. more..Writing
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