Heart Repair
By Dominick Cortes
The heart at youth has so much freedom
It can sore to the skies and hit the sun
Touch the deepest sea floor and the widest valleys
But, once a Golden drop of addiction drips into your heart;
You feel complete, the veins pump profusily under its spell.
Not a care in the World, Just for the want of more
Slowly, the fluid stops flowing and the reality kicks in.
Air flow cuts. Sufficating the heart
The wraspy voice of want echos for return of the golden light.
Once perfectly formed, now sadly de-arrange by lose
Panicful, does the heart try to fix and mend itself, but it can't
A black, taintful liqud soon devours whats left
My heart is a warrior as all hearts are:
Scarred with memories that every beat bring them back stronger
Broken beyound repair: Stiched together by duct tape and false hope
Love is the hammer that crushs your heart into a billion pieces,
But love is also the bits that fall and spell
I love you
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i like it deep! well written! ^w^ now read an comment my crappy poems! >=3
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