This heart spins of broken glass stitches
in an open container of loving blood and enticing mist
emptying out the toxicity of the past
while embracing the new life of the future
It melts from within and without
while the daggers fall out
to completely let go of the past
to heal up and seal up with clear new glass
bandages and stitches
reviving the life of what was lost
and now is found
This loving heart handles with care everything it touches
because its beauty is abound
and there are no more glasses stitches
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