When we are born, our hearts make a sound
Heartbeats sound like joy and a new life
When we are in love, our hearts beat faster
They sound like we are flying and we will never touch the ground.
But when our hearts break-
They make a sound so achingly beautiful
And it is all to familiar to me-
It sounds like poetry.
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Remains
PoetryRemains is a collection of poetry by Anna Phoenix. Remains is a stitched together heartfelt collections of what still remains after someone leaves.
