My heart has bruises
And broken bones
My heart is black
In many different tones.

It’s been ripped out
And shoved back in
It’s greatly dilapidated
But stands strong within.

It has had many wounds
And still more come
They leave behind ugly scars
That make my heart numb.

It’s close to dying
Of unbearable pain
But I’m going to live
Because my mind is sane.

My heart has bruises and broken bones
And all along
Its pain has been immense
But it still stands strong.

It still stands strong.

 
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