Paper Heart

Paper Heart

A Poem by Dante Thomas

Maybe I am just another penny down the well
I count the times my soul has been for sale
A paper heart thrown in the gutter
I am just butterfly who's wings no longer flutter

You are the anchor on my already sinking ship
My paper heart is rough to the touch but easy to rip
So as my soul is about to depart
Remember you are the one who ripped my paper heart

© 2013 Dante Thomas

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very heartbreaking but very true.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on July 17, 2013
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Dante Thomas
Dante Thomas

Bloomingdale, IL

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