My Heart Poem by deja allen

My Heart



I'd be tender
I'd be gentle and senimental
Regarding love and art
I'd be friends with the sparrows and the boy that shoots the arrows

If only people can see me for who I am
If you can feel my pain from the sensation love
How can you be the one if you can do so much
I cry and weep
I feel so steep
Can you imagine how i feel

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