SHE HAD A HEART OF GOLD

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    SHE HAD A HEART OF GOLD

    She has a heart of gold the one that no one knows she has a heart of gold she is made of stone she has made her life of cone cause she has a back made of bone so she don't get stoned a heart made of gold god made her of gold so she don't grow old no body knows what kind of heart she had of gold that they could have had they wont give her half the chance to be that friend they will never will have cause she died of being stoned to her grave she wont be gold except on her headstone.



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    slmccollom commented on SHE HAD A HEART OF GOLD

    09-15-2009

    wow,that is really awsome didnt know u were into poetry.
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    blondiegirl

    09/15/2009

    YES I am, I wrote this poem a long time ago, When i was feeling down!

    gallaxy commented on SHE HAD A HEART OF GOLD

    09-15-2009

    Very short but very adjetively spoken. could be looked at several ways and not be wrong how you would think it was being said. Mine is that she is a very friendly person who would give her shirt off her own back. Help in any way she can. But no-one wants nothing to do with her. And when she died, she took what she had to the grave. If people would given her the chance, they'd want her in their lives.If only they would have known.........Very well writen!
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    blondiegirl

    09/15/2009

    Well, You got it! That's what my poem is all about, I wrote this poem a long time ago straight from my heart as it came into my mind, but there is more meaning to it as well, & I bet you can figure it out on the other meanings as well, I didn't think anyone would understand where my mind was at when i wrote this! Thanks for the comment

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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