Tender ❤ Heart

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Cold December day

Wish I could accumulate my heart that way

Crisp tears that fall

Not from the blustery wind

From the soul

Burden

Bruised

By those before

Whom I once opened the door

Of love too

As they sold a dream

Fantasy

There schemes

Expired

In time

I left them behind

Thieves

That deceived

And tainted

My love for them

Like a musty old rag

Wretched

Making me vomit

Explosive

I throw away

There deceptive minds

No more boys

With there toys

Like child’s play

They haunt me

With there immature ways

As I hold out this time

For the real thing

That only love and maturity

Can bring

All while keeping my heart tender

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