Beautiful Black Heart
Beautiful sunshine flows down onto my back,
The world is so peaceful.
When sadly,
Myy heart is black.
I think of the things,
That went right and went wrong.
When I add them all together,
They remind me of a song.
The words I speak,
Dont make much sense.
But in my mind,
They add up.
The thing is no one,
Realy understand my words.
The things Ive seen,
The things Ive heard.
My world doesnt make sense,
To most people who come along.
Sometimes my world,
Doesnt make much sense to me.
Rebecca
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The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves. Until one day there are none.
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