A Beating Heart •Butchercup•

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A rough and tough flower,
Never worry for her power.
Her eyes glowing green,
Glaring out her mean.
Just sitting on the rooftop,
Her waiting always non-stop.
Tears waiting at her door,
Ready to fall to the floor.
Her heart beating fast,
She knew it wouldn't last.
But every single second,
Her name became a legend.
As she sat on that ledge,
He sat next to her.
Grasping her wrist,
He felt her twist.
He looked at her eyes,
As she begins to cry.
Now he holds her in his arms tight,
But just right.
To keep her heart beating next to his chest,
And from that day on he watched her smile,
And when ever she needed him he ran the mile.

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