The heart is a strange thing,
it's rumored to sometimes sting.
It has actually loved few,
it sings aloud every Sunday on a pew.
Not many treat it well,
it's lucky if it's status is swell.
It has cried many nights,
and leaps at beautiful sights.
It has brought down a lot of souls,
and stopped every time it sees a mole.
It beats everyday,
and it sometimes puts engagements on delay.
The heart has done few miracles,
yet the heart is a strange thing.
B.m.P
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
The heart is a strange thing,
it's rumored to sometimes sting.
It has actually loved few,
it sings aloud every Sunday on a pew.
Not many treat it well,
it's lucky if it's status is swell.
It has cried many nights,
and leaps at beautiful sights.
It has brought down a lot of souls,
and stopped every time it sees a mole.
It beats everyday,
and it sometimes puts engagements on delay.
The heart has done few miracles,
yet the heart is a strange thing.
B.m.P
