I am a heart.
I wonder if i will ever get broken.
I hear the music of my beats.
I see many people who try to damage me.
I want to be loved.
I am a heart.
I pretend that i am perfect.
I feel the blood that rushes through my veins.
I touch the body that i lay inside.
I worry that someday i will get broken.
I cry when i feel the pain of being hurt.
I am a heart.
I understand that i am very delicate.
I say that you should always follow your heart.
I dream of being a survivor.
I try to give unconditional love.
I hope to never get ripped out of the chest and ripped into millions of pieces.
I am a heart.
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