HeartA Poem by ZnonymousWrote this in my AP English class.The heart was molded with gold No matter how old the heart grew It continued to stay anew And no matter how much time flew The heart still grew Till it knew It could no longer subdue So it sold its gold So others could behold in its gold And learn to cajole and be whole For the heart is the strongest of powers That could never be towered Not even shattered It never showed hate not even to its last Because hate will set a fate that when it is set it will be to late © 2014 Znonymous |
StatsAuthorZnonymousCAAboutI'm Zak,18, As it seems currently New York Bound, and ya i like to write. more..Writing
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