wow i just wrote this.....i like it but *shrugs* thats just me
my heart can break so easy
thats how its felt in the past
nice to look at, pretty pleasing
its nice to look at and reflect
its nice to know what really matters
but after awhile, ive come to expect
eventually it shatters
my heart is made of plastic
because sometimes it feels strong
but other times, it doesnt last it
just seems to do everything wrong
because when it gets too hot
everything i feel and felt
i think it might be over, but its not
again it begins to melt
my heart is made of wood
it can keep you warm sometimes
but it doesnt always do what it should
you can see how old it is through all the rings and lines
its something you may treasure ive found
but something one also learns....
when something's amiss, or noones around
sometimes it just burns
my heart is made of water
it changes form, based on what its put in
steams and boils as it gets hotter
and noone wants it when its tainted within
in a flow it cant be controlled
but be careful, be nice....
surround it with air that is cold
and it turns into ice
my heart is made of steel
so sturdy and strong
but so cold it can feel
when ive been lonely for too long
but even steel can melt too
if its hot enough, the fire of all fires
love will always pull through
the strongest and most important of desires
but really i know
no matter where i go
my heart, like yours
only has one form
it feels different sometimes oh yes
no matter what, never say you're done
because all our hearts are made of flesh
battered, broken, bruised
stolen, shattered, sealed
trashed, betrayed, used
bursting, swelling, healed
no matter what, never say you're done
just like your life...you only have one
Poetry by matt
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Written on 2006-07-25 at 20:00
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hearts are made of....
my heart is made of glassmy heart can break so easy
thats how its felt in the past
nice to look at, pretty pleasing
its nice to look at and reflect
its nice to know what really matters
but after awhile, ive come to expect
eventually it shatters
my heart is made of plastic
because sometimes it feels strong
but other times, it doesnt last it
just seems to do everything wrong
because when it gets too hot
everything i feel and felt
i think it might be over, but its not
again it begins to melt
my heart is made of wood
it can keep you warm sometimes
but it doesnt always do what it should
you can see how old it is through all the rings and lines
its something you may treasure ive found
but something one also learns....
when something's amiss, or noones around
sometimes it just burns
my heart is made of water
it changes form, based on what its put in
steams and boils as it gets hotter
and noone wants it when its tainted within
in a flow it cant be controlled
but be careful, be nice....
surround it with air that is cold
and it turns into ice
my heart is made of steel
so sturdy and strong
but so cold it can feel
when ive been lonely for too long
but even steel can melt too
if its hot enough, the fire of all fires
love will always pull through
the strongest and most important of desires
but really i know
no matter where i go
my heart, like yours
only has one form
it feels different sometimes oh yes
no matter what, never say you're done
because all our hearts are made of flesh
battered, broken, bruised
stolen, shattered, sealed
trashed, betrayed, used
bursting, swelling, healed
no matter what, never say you're done
just like your life...you only have one
Poetry by matt
Read 949 times
Written on 2006-07-25 at 20:00
Tags Heart Love
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