The Good Heart
The Good Heart cannot be seen,
it is a hidden sum of the persons soul.
Outward apearances sometime hide it well,
as to make you think is does not toll.
Deep within where truth can rest,
and away from curious eyes.
The Good Heart will dwell,
sometimes covered by lies.
Oh but it is there waiting to reveal,
bideing time for the opertune moment to show.
You may have it and not even know.
When tragedy strikes in life and love,
The Good Heart comes in play.
You will abtain a passion for good,
and a will to go beyond that day.
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