The Art of the Heart

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The smiley faces over one's path
Brighten the beating of my heart
Damage the weeping of my eyes
As the endless road of my life passes by

Though my heart pushes me to be tough
Sensitivity is the leader of my mind
For the pain remaining in my life
Is easily healed by being tender and kind

Balls and chains might bring me down
But the love and courage of my heart
Keep me from quitting life
And missing the wonders that it has

I want to live more
I want to remain
My poems, my art
My love and my fear

My vulnerable skin
Slowly begins to dry
But the power of a heart
Waters even the most thirsty lands

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