Thursday, September 1, 2011

Treasure

I stored my heart upon a shelf
For fear that it might break;
To use it just for everyday
Was too great a chance to take...

Then there was one who wanted it,
Who promised Love and Trust...
I took my heart down from the shelf
And found it... gone to dust...

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