Glass Heart

There was a heart
A nothing but ordinary heart
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There was a heart
A nothing but ordinary heart
Then came Cupid who had had his day
An arrow he took and a shot he released
Thus the heart became
A fragile yet beautiful glass heart

Thousands of eyes came rushing for the beauty
But no one could behold the beauty inside
As another heart it had belonged to

But then came a day
when the arrow was removed
And no one was surprised
that the heart was shattered
For love it had been in
and a scar was all it left behind with
So deep the scar was and curable it wasn't
unless by another arrow of love.