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The pieces of your heart are strewn on the floor I try to step over them, but can’t avoid them anymore. Your heart is cracked, swollen and sore The blood flowing inside is stagnant and poor. Your heart has been mauled and pounded down. It has been hacked and sliced and is turning brown. But it continues to beat even though it is ripped and torn It continues to sustain you in a state that is weak and worn. How can the blood of life surge in your veins? When a rampant germ infected you causing you horrible pain? I can see the droplets of blood that continue to fall The blood of hope splatter all over the wall Your heart must be very stable and strong To endure a marathon of doubt for so long. I can’t believe a person can continue to live as you do Overlooking, forgiving and remaining true. This heavy heart of yours beats on and on Non-stop rhythm of hope that never wans. Have faith and courage and don’t let go For a hand is reaching toward you ever so slow. Copyright *CindyRenouf @2010 www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Cindy1128
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Oct 2, 2010
Oct 2, 2010 at 1:41 PM UTC
Heart Strong
The pieces of your heart are strewn on the floor I try to step over them, but can’t avoid them anymore. Your heart is cracked, swollen and sore The blood flowing inside is stagnant and poor. Your heart has been mauled and pounded down. It has been hacked and sliced and is turning brown. But it continues to beat even though it is ripped and torn It continues to sustain you in a state that is weak and worn. How can the blood of life surge in your veins? When a rampant germ infected you causing you horrible pain? I can see the droplets of blood that continue to fall The blood of hope splatter all over the wall Your heart must be very stable and strong To endure a marathon of doubt for so long. I can’t believe a person can continue to live as you do Overlooking, forgiving and remaining true. This heavy heart of yours beats on and on Non-stop rhythm of hope that never wans. Have faith and courage and don’t let go For a hand is reaching toward you ever so slow. Copyright *CindyRenouf @2010 www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Cindy1128
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Oct 2, 2010
Oct 2, 2010 at 1:41 PM UTC
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