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A Heart Becomes
A heart becomes a nugget of gold that can sifted and stolen by all,
Can be forgotten or treasured
Depending on the intentions for your thoughs.
An empty canvas for a master peice
Ready to absorb the potent paints
From any slightest word or action
And will never be forgotten
A nimble spiders web
That can be torn so easily
Yet stay so strong and strutting
And made so curiously tempting
To the most unexpected soul.
To some, a peice of soil
That can go unnoticed by hundreds
Trampled on for years
Until a seed comes along.