My Heart

A Poem by Khristian Burkhart

My heart belongs to another.

My heart is tattered and torn.

My heart will one day be a mother,

And always will mourn.

My heart has scars of love,

That can never be erased.

My heart is like that of a dove.

My heart can never be replaced.

© 2013 Khristian Burkhart

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char	My heart is resilient. I love the repitition. The heart is one hell of a tough organ. Glad it's there. Posted 11 Years Ago My heart is resilient. I love the repitition. The heart is one hell of a tough organ. Glad it's there. Rating /100

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Added on February 22, 2013
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Khristian Burkhart

Grass Valley, CA

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