Just a tiny, little heart.
Away in a dark corner
A tiny heart cries
Tiny, I say, because
It’s only one of the
Many millions in the world.
A tiny heart cries
Wishing certain things
And not wishing certain other things
Like wilting petals and dying leaves
Of a sad little plant.
A tiny heart gropes
Flailing about in the darkness,
Hoping for something to hold on
Save itself from drowning
A tiny heart hopes.
A tiny heart hopes
Peeking quietly from the shadows-
In search of understanding eyes
And an accepting soul,
This tiny heart blooms in the darkness.
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