Heart Starts

Poetry about Life and Being Brave

Time goes by.
I swear I thought
I’d die.
Or did I?

And the heart starts beating.

Can you relate?

Memories.
Black and White.
Everything was alright.
Life coming back in sight.

And the heart starts beating.
Vital signs are reading.
Get up from the grave.
The heart gets brave.
Pushing life once again.

Can you Relate?

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