The Heart
It's a constant struggle, my
heart and mind never seem to
a line, their the perfect enemy
for each other, they work in
different directions, the mind
reminds the heart of how easy
it is to break it, the heart
reminds the mind of only
weakness but I wouldn't be the
person writing this tale without
this fragile organ that sits deep
in my chest
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