Impenetrable heart

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Its not as cheesy as the others. it rymes. its about the heart... OH JUST READ IT

Submitted: April 07, 2009

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Impenetrable, Happy, yet sad, there is no way in, or out, There is no route, in or out, I don't think I'll ever amount, and I pout, there was a route, at some time, and I thought I might amount, to some thing, but it was hit, again, and again, and thats when I started to doubt, that I will amount, I started to shout and pout, but that does no good, I was pushed to the point where I cut of the route , in, and out, and defend the heart, It was torn, part, by part, but I will repair, part, by part, but I'm missing a part, it makes me feel tart, I tried to feel the missing part, I tried to open the route and got hit by a dart, so I filled it with fun and games, but it does not feel the same, and I'm still filled with pain, and now ashamed, and people call me lame and other names, They will not tame, Its like they don't know my name, They better remember my name, for I will rise to fame, and won't be ashamed, or lame, and I got game, Remember the name, MY name, There is no doubt, I will amount, I won't pout, and I won't shout, remember, I will amount, When Im' done repairing and open the route, well, thats when I'll amount,


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