This is the third and last version of the human heart poem. Very short. very brief. very different but after reading this version and the other two versions as well, do you think taking out this many words altered the poem too much or do you think the same initial feeling was still carried all the way through. Let me know your thoughts in the comments below and thank you as always for reading.
The human heart #3
Built to break.
Lise is loss.
” Me and the pen, we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”