She picks up her heart
And delicately sews on patches one by one
She has finally decided
What should and must be done

She ever so slowly meads her wounds
Making sure she has gotten all the dents and flaws
Then she simply smiles and says
"I'll never break you again just because."

She places the lively heart back in her chest
And is on her way
To the most wonderful times ahead
That she has dreamed about forever and a day.

Poetry by Sarah Mae
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Written on 2009-02-25 at 05:53

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