This Old wall

Has had insults
dreams and illusions
Lust and longing
Concern and concerts
Ireland, France, Russia

Proposals and farewells
Forevers and empty promises

Everything hurled
Wrecklessly as if it didn't matter

Some holes are filled 
With plaster and paint

Others filled with replacement
Parts in an attempt
To make it whole again

Although some spots are
So far gone
You might not even
Recognize them

This Old heart


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