Beating Blood
A broken heart can be sown,
And someone’s soul can be shared.
My heart was won and also taken away.
With time the scars where it tore open faded,
And my eyes learned once again to glisten.
Two hearts can learn to beat the same.
Mine is just waiting to hear some music.
Copyright © Brittany Viens | Year Posted 2012
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