Treasure Island

Leria Hawkins

(39 forever / Sweet Carolina)

A Chat With My Heart

A Chat With My Heart
Date: January 19,2012

I sat down lonely on the floor
Turned the key
Unlocked the door
I let the passion flood my view
I hoped some light
Would filter through
I asked my heart
To seek what's real
To dig down deep to what it feels
I begged to know the reasons why
It clings like life, to alibies
And while chained to my attention
I had to know of it's pretension
To understand why it defends
And acts so blind, that it pretends
Yet, no matter what I say
A heart should never
Act this way
It's stubborn to my dying breath
I still don't know the answers yet

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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved

Submitted: Friday, February 03, 2012
Edited: Saturday, December 14, 2013
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