Heart on my sleeve...

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Heart on my sleeve...

I wear my heart on my sleeve,
But baby can't you see,
That I really and truly am,
The angel of destruction.

I think about the look on your face,
On that very special day,
When you professed your love for me,
While down on a bended knee.

You have captured my heart,
May we never be torn apart.
Don't take my wounded mind
And be anything but kind.

Continute to treat me like a queen
and you will definetly see
That baby, this is all I can be,
When I wear my heart on my sleeve.

 

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EyemMatt commented on Heart on my sleeve...

11-12-2012

I like the message and the hope of this piece. It also makes me think of a speeding car racing down an icy road. But I say, Slow is steady and steady is fast, and above all always wear your seatbelt.

tearfuleyes

11/12/2012

I completely understand what you are saying. Life is a marathon not a race!

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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