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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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