The Heart
The heart that bleeds Seeks those who need repair If only just for comfort and support She wants to be there.. She is thanked In ways of smiles And in words of thanks She feels bouts of happiness Like a momentary transfusion But what they miss Is that with each soul She seeks to repair Her own is losing its battle The heart that bleeds Can't bleed without risks That muscle that is binding Can tear away too... ©shakeshandz4fun
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