My heart is longing
For somewhere to fit in,
A sense of belonging.
A stable, safe place
Where I know that I can find refuge
From this harsh, hectic race.
No more make believe
Or promises that one can not keep.
This heart is hoping for a total reprieve.
I have stood on my own two feet...
Taken on the battles of life,
Struggling always to overcome defeat.
But now, the time has come.
When my weary heart
Is ready to find another to become as one.
My heart cries out a plea...
To all those who may listen,
"Be gentle to my heart!"
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