A tidy hole between the middle of your chest,
Snapped behind a vest from whence poets did inspire.
Red ****** mire!
It beats silently, yet with heartbrakes destruction violently it screams!!!
It gives life to newborn's dreams, and it can betray you as another..
Choose wisely who you give it to, it might lead one asstray!!
Born tommorrow, dead today..have you found what's important yet?
No I bet...
For the master architect sculpted you this fine vessel, where your treasures you keep locked away by key, can be unopened by the dawn heaven sprinkled!!
Where does thine own treasure lie oh man?
In the heaven's?
Or moss eaten, and dust corrupted, stored away upon this earth!!!!