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Gift of a Giving Heart
A heart
No matter how brittle
How broken, how scarred
Somehow heals up
A heart
No matter how brittle
How broken, how scarred
Somehow heals up
When she gives the gift
Of giving
Of nurturing
some more
At the same time that she gives
While the gift of giving
Is unwanted
It pains the most
Yet
When she stops giving
Is also when the heart
Breaks some more
And tears start flowing again
No amount of tears shed
No amount of self-rejection
No amount of self-depreciation
Can patch that up again
Until she gives the gift of a
Giving Heart
That it begins healing again
Creating the telltale scars
Hopefully received this time
And the gift of the giving heart
Heals the pain around
One earthling at a time