Do Not Let My Heart Grow Cold.

Do not let my heart grow cold. 

For I will become a cynic,

and bitter to the core. 

Kind words will choke me,

for I cannot say them. 

I will push every human away

for my own selfish reasons,

hurting both them and myself. 

One touch and I will freeze their hearts like mine. 

 

Do not let my heart grow cold. 

Thaw it by the fire,

so others may see and know

they may come to me for a blanket of comfort,

a warm cup of remarks,

and I will tend to them

with all the love and sincerity I can bare. 

So the fire inside my heart will grow,

and spread through others.

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This poem is about: 
Me

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