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Paper Heart
My paper heart Flies like a bird And flutters like a butterfly When I feel my breath taken away. It is weightless, Gliding on air Along miniature music staves, Hop-hop-hopping to the notes In quarters, eighths, and halves. And it beats on, My paper heart singing its song, Waiting for love to set it free And make a paper symphony; To trace and re-trace The plans that it made, A bittersweet step Down memory lane, And all of the things I don't think it could take. My paper heart lies restless-- Awake. It falls asleep In the cottonwood tree On a paper branch, by a paper leaf, Its tripping and skipping Short and sweet. My paper heart begins to dream. My paper heart Knows what it is to love, To give everything Beyond and above, From the stars to the Sun From the moon to the sky. My paper heart Couldn't give up its mind. It wrapped itself In a nice little box, Wrote a note, and took a shot At happiness and wild joy. It was never meant To be someone's toy. My paper heart was hit with rocks-- They tore up the note And sent back the box. So came an end To this short history. It gave, and gave But never received. My paper heart Had gotten them wrong, Breaking, and hating And aching along. My paper heart Changed its tune, Lonely, sad, and filled with gloom. It fell apart And cried a lagoon. An innocent love Had met its doom. The sum of which Just made life harder. My paper heart- It flinched away, It couldn't take another day- Realized with a bitter start: They had written In permanent marker. My paper heart, Wounded and scarred, Broke down amidst Every battle scar, Gave way to a storm Not likely to end. My paper heart Ripped itself to shreds.
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