The heart
The heart...
fragile... yet strong
Dark and light
love or hate
It feels so many and is so many things
It is ours yet
Almost always in the hands of another
In those we trust..
Who wear the masks of caring
Of kindness..
When underneath is nothing but deceit
by
AFireInYourEyes18posted on 05/06/2008
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