An ordinary heart comes in a plain brown wrapper, believing in hopes and dreams and happy ever after. Someone to love is all that really matters to a heart, an ordinary heart. An ordinary heart comes with a door that never closes. Though it's gathering more than its share of thorns among the roses, It will tell you that's just the price that life imposes on a heart, an ordinary heart. An ordinary heart could make an art of anything, pretend or break, mend or ache, forgive and live to sing. An ordinary heart is just a diamond in the rough. A diamond after all is made of ordinary stuff. Memories of lines in rhymes and old love letters, Moments that shine in time and beats and measures, No shrine of gold could hold the finer treasures of a heart an ordinary heart. An ordinary heart could make an art of anything, pretend or break, mend or ache, forgive and live to sing. An ordinary heart is just a diamond in the rough. A diamond after all is made of ordinary stuff.
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