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Submitted:Feb 11, 2010    Reads: 59    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

He keeps my heart
So close to his own
In a little red box
Made of wood and stone
He holds my heart
With love and grace
So pure and true
At every place
He loves my heart
More than his own
He keeps it safe
Right next to his bone
He saves my heart
From all that is dark
He saves my heart
From every mark
He makes my heart
Stronger with time
But all I can say
Is that he is only mine
He says that my heart
Makes him stronger
And when he hugs me
He loves me longer


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