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Hearts of Gold
They say, all good things must end as
love plagues the heart
why do all good things disappear?
the broken heart burns
forever in love
Time is precious,
like a lost soul
I am not the one you wanted me to be
Time is precious,
like a broken dream
don't mourn for me
as I clasp my hands and grieve
The stress of the world pulls at my emotions
I am not a perfect person.
Why does the world have to be so cruel and so unforgiving?
Am I not a human being?
All they care about staying on top while the lower class goes lower. Greed is a disease.
It kills all those except the infected.
Everyone around them suffers, while they smile, none the wiser.
Why does the world want to shatter
the hearts of gold?
Is it to collect it?
To sell it?
What I wouldn't give to have a
heart of gold that couldn't shatter.
To be unbreakable in a society that wants you to break.
© L.R Reagan
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