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My Poor Old Heart
Sometimes i can hear my heart breaking
And i can always feel it
Sometimes i don't want to wake up
Cos i know i'll never heal it
Sometimes on a lovely day
When the sky is baby blue
I just want to hide away
Cos i'm nothing without you
Sometimes i wish someone
Would just come along and steal it
Take it away
Cos at the minute i just cannot deal with it
I'm best off without it
At least it wont ache anymore
And i am sure
Someone could take better care of it then me
poem
by
Lucy Vernezze
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