There's three notches in my heart
Of past loves that have died.
One I cried over for months
Frantically trying to keep it alive
Not knowing what I'd do without it.
Another burned like wildfire.
Full of adolescent defiance,
planted in the hearts of children
Too young to know how to handle it.
The most recent,
Was a bloodstained white picket fence
For feelings can't be forced
And some hearts cannot be tamed.
Your name has yet to claim a notch
And I sincerely hope it won't
Take my heart, scarred and healed
Beaten, but not broken
About the Creator
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