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I thought i would keep this as a reminder to myself. Something to look back to once in awhile. This was a response to a friend of mine in a recent conversation...



Long ago a heart pure and happy became tainted and torn. It grew a cold black wall over it that became as hard as steal, Yet almost at one time came very close and almost broken down by love again, But in the end torn to pieces. So it stays cold as steal. Now it still beats but at its full capacity never. It does beat to what it knows and what its comfort is, but who is to say what that is my friend...