The Black HeartA Poem by Graceon what i know what my heart is made ofMy heart is strange not love, friendship,or anger. My heart isent pink,or red it's black and empty. Someday it will be filled with love mabey.. Will it be pink or red who knows.. I know I'm a dark preson with The Black Heart. © 2009 GraceAuthor's Note
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Added on February 13, 2009 Last Updated on February 18, 2009 AuthorGraceFostoria, OHAboutI'm Grace I've been writting from 2005 to today at school I get most of it written down my friends think it's cool I tryed to et some people to join but they said no.Music is also a way I can bend thi.. more..Writing
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