A Lake Of Fire - Poem by Mark Heathcote
My heart is a lake of fire
I invite you to walk or sometimes swim
But please don't expect to ascertain
Any firm ground beneath your feet
Don't expect to find a constant shoreline.
I can at times provide you with a raft
And even a lifejacket, but don't
Don't expect to discover any polar ice caps
My heart wasn't meant or made to freeze
My heart wasn't designed to be an island.
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