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Nov 2018
I am beautiful but I am broken
The truest words are left unspoken
Some hearts flutter but do not open
I can choose but am not chosen
I
Am
Beautiful
But
I
Am
Broken
I am marked but I am muted
In my belief I am rooted
Some hearts are pure but yet polluted
Red and black and transmuted
I
Am
Marked
But
I
Am
Muted
I am dormant but I am dreaming
The theory alive but soul sleeping
Some hearts cannot stop the bleeding
The willow grows but remains weeping
I
Am
Dormant
But
I
Am
Dreaming
Heather Valvano
Written by
Heather Valvano  Laceyville PA
(Laceyville PA)   
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