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Feb 2015
I learned this from my mother
Tiring nights and hearts that try ; only stop when one gives in to the other.
And from my brother, a strange oddity.
The lost heart beating ; works in the shadows of a system of, self serving, poverty.
Teaching came to me from a magazine cover.
Two hearts drawn together ; do not doubt the purpose they have for each other.
Teaching experiences that left me with a hole,
said that
The times when a heart hurts ; make every beat pump the rhythm of pain into your soul.
Listening to albums that went gold instilled,
that
Giving all of your heart ; leaves much room for it to be filled.
Written on a hundred dollar bill, I learned about giving room,
because
Hearts that burn with passion ; require an inexhaustible supply of love, or they will be consumed.
Before I thought my ribs held a tomb, but I was corrected with what was said next.
Leaving your heart at home ; sometimes means keeping it in your chest.
Because in a sense.
Hearts that leave you lonely ; desire a freedom from their conscience.
Tired of the nonsense, I remember my birth,
and that
The breath that supplies a healthy heart ; is a friendly reminder of what we can take from this earth.
From friends of no worth, I learned I don't need em,
because
Dark hearts filled with hate ; need only be shaken to overflow onto our gracious freedom.
The most high reminded me of Eden, with words that left me speechless,
Hearts that leave much doubt ; abandoned faith in moments of weakness.
The key is, truth, from your body if you use it.
When you fill your heart with rhythm ; you will need the time to spend with the music.
Beware the sign said, if you use it.  I Learned from the 5th 4 3 2 one hurt
A loveless heart ; can only reach into others for comfort.
And that love is work, listen, if your pain is real
Hearts that always hurt ; die for love, because they were never given the chance to heal.
Law says hearts are okay to steal, and I see of late,
that
A selfish heart that desires much ; only closes it's eyes to love, because the chance of losing it is too great.
But the song is there if you wait, here's a saying that makes the rich look broke:
When your heart sings a beautiful melody ; hearing life play along connects every note.
Place yourself in hope, and hear many sing,
because.
A heart that does not fear love ; feels deeply that it can handle anything.
A friend gave me a ring, I picked up to hear a sayin ,
that
A heart that keeps loving through hard times ; knows that new life comes through much pain.
And that
When your heart feels like giving up ; never resent a, truly, caring nature.
Because kindness won't work later, these are the heart's classes.
The heart that wears the biggest smile ; is one that only keeps getting bigger as time passes.
But if you only have laughs, and half love your lover,
remember
When you draw a heart and cut it in half ; you have only half to share with another.
Discover, learn from the heart and the secret lessons wept.  
Because,
The music that makes a heart want to cry ; drains the tears that cared so much, because they are all that's left.
Adam Flores
Written by
Adam Flores  Monterey
(Monterey)   
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