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Clay Hearts

Hearts get cold

Hearts get hot

Some hearts get sold whether they want to be or not

 

Hearts can make

Hearts can break

Some hearts will just bleed out creating a blood lake

 

Hearts beat

Hearts weep

Some hearts are another's we want to keep

 

Hearts can't speak

Hearts will never say

Some hearts can be molded in many ways

I hold a heart in my hand and it's made of clay...

 

-J.A.M

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