Don't Play Games With My Heart: - Poem by DAVID werts
Don't play games with my heart u don't know what it's been through
It's been beaten, torn, ripped, and stabbed by everyone I knew,
It still beat somehow I don't know how
It is God will I guess and all I can say is wow!
It's been drugged in the mud, it's been burnt and such
Just to have it still beating it love it wants so much,
If your here to help it heal that is fine
But don't play games with it because it's mine,
If your are playing games please leave now
It will heal again some way some how....
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