Her heart

by geneva   Nov 1, 2006


He left one morning
She had enough of him
He always thought it was boring
He always wanted to leave on a whim

He was cold and icy
But that was okay for her
His tone was so dicey
He was always so grr

Now what does she do?
He isn't happy anymore
Her happiness is gone too
He's walking out the door

Now he is gone
No memories or thoughts
She feels like such a swan
Time and more time is what she bought

Now she is free
No more broken heart
Now everyone can see
That Xavier is her Hart

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