Beatin With A Bat Poem by Jacob Gifford

Beatin With A Bat

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My heart,
has no pulse,
as beatless as the dead,
and as soft as clay,
but as broken,
as shattered glass,
when will that girl come along who puts the
broken remains of my heat back together
and makes my lifeless soul breath love once more?

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