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Nov 2014
I'm tired of saying my heart is broken
because
I don't believe
that a heart breaks
If something is broken
then it can be fixed
but hearts are not meant
to heal or to fix
they are meant to
scar and to remember
They are meant
to inherit a piece of this earth
to withstand the pressure of change
for we must remain ourselves
To be the one part of us that can be heard
by the eardrums of one hundred and three planets
and four million stars
A heart does not symbolize the love received
but the compassion we render to the souls of others
My heart is not broken
my heart is not crushed
my heart is beating
my heart is here
I am alive.
Abby Lucy
Written by
Abby Lucy  Maine
(Maine)   
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