• This is my heart;
    so beautiful.
    It’s been
    scraped up and scratched,
    threaded and patched,
    shined up and snapped,
    but it’s beating.
    It’s seen
    Some hard breakups
    and loved more then once,
    become cold and lonely
    till passion heated it up.
    It’s lost a few pieces
    but borrowed a few more,
    so it isn’t just mine,
    and it’s beating.
    This long living thing,
    It can laugh and can cry,
    can fall and can fly,
    can speak truth and spin lies,
    so long as it sings
    it’s still beating.
    This is my heart;
    So beautiful.
    It will live out a lifetime
    that will seem so fleeting,
    saving my memories,
    Just beating.