What Is My Heart?

by Hannah   Oct 1, 2006


What is my heart?

A color of different shades of dark colors.
An object that can get broken as many times as you can blink in a minute.
A music note, but it dosen't sound good, it's a sharp pitch that should stop anytime.
A symbol of my own health that I don't have.
The only thing that I can feel inside of me.
A memory that I don't want to remember.
It sometimes makes me sad, yet sometimes makes me happy.
In other cases it's been broken millions of times.
It tries to heal, but never gets it's vitamin to help it.
The vitamin could be you, or it could not.
My heart tells me wrong things, but sometimes it tells me the right things.
It confuses me but sometimes gets me to a right path in life.
Otherwise just stab it with a bloody knife!

That is my heart!

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