My life is a story expressed in poetry
With each poem my heart beats with a different rhythm,inspired by a dream, as I battle through each adversity and soar with each triumph.
When my heart races with excitement and my skin tingles in pleasure,
I remember what it means to hold my heart in my hands and feel the rhythm of life.
When I loose my pulse and I have to pick my heart off the floor,
I remember that I bleed because I live and ache because I love,
and the pain is a page that I will turn.
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