Owner Of An Ailing Heart
I am the owner of an ailing heart
sometimes the beat wants to fall apart
I can't let it do that, for it may not re-start
I try to be like a kid in a shopping cart
Happiness is the key, so you can feel free
and to restore this ailing heart
I will need love again from the start.
poem by White Tiger
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