This really just kind of popped into my head, well the first two lines did. Then I just kept writing and writing till it turned into this:)
A lovely bone
Of crimson red
Cripples my body
And fills me with dread
Then it makes me happy
And flutters with joy
All because of an immature boy
It pulls together
Then tears apart
This is what
We call a heart
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