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Stitched Up Heart (Louis Toliver Jr- Swartz, LA)

They say the heartbroken can never love again
Most are destined to ruined futures and tear-dried skin
Their memories become crumbled up pictures in a trash bin
But they don’t know my heart and where it’s been

I have a stitched up heart and I, again, will love
I believe in roses, violets, Romeo, and all of the above
I see hearts filled with Cupid, Aphrodite, and a smiling dove
I know my heart will be given to the person I dream of

Love is always hopeful if, especially, you have a sewing kit
To myself, today, and tomorrow I shall forever commit
Those who live best say that love is always constant, so don’t forget
It’s not too late to stitch up your heart and put up with life’s shit

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