The Heart

by Kirsty James
(Epsom, Surrey, UK)

Love exists in a woman's heart that only a man can tear apart,
The emotions it carries and leaves behind, yet not a soul could ever unwind,
It burns like fire, Thumps like thunder,
Morns for affections and cries with hunger,
The heart of gold will always be,
The heart of evil and jealousy.

Kirsty James

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