Slew of Hearts
Sickeningly unstable,
disheartened we stand
like brave little cowards
with solid, shaky hands.
We make declarations out loud,
oaths beautifully fall out of
our mouths.
Even the most significant pledges cannot be guaranteed
as our minds think up promises our hearts can't keep.
We're just a slew of hearts,
pounding no good hearts.
We're just a slew of hearts.
We're just a bunch of slayed, pounded hearts.
Just a slew of hearts.
Copyright © Joy Bohland | Year Posted 2011
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