Eggs on Freeways

Life, it seems

Is a balance

Of having a delicate heart

Enough to care

But not so fragile

That it breaks

Too easily

Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2014-08-29 at 06:48

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That pretty much sums it up. A hard heart is a heart that doesn't feel anything. But if we allow ourselves to be overcome by feelings, then that's not good either. It really is a delicate balance.


sir, a bloody omelette please!

That's a statement! It takes a few broken hearts (eggs?) to get there. (to make the omelette?).