Heart, do you beat
the meat?
what do you tell
my brain...
huh!
when quick,
now syrupy slow...
as it goes,
it would seem
that you 2
both,
require the
best I can give,
yet you never
get on,
why,
what's wrong?
I only have one
body!
I don't know which
one to trust,
they both want
to lead me
thru heaven and hell!
tear my heart
down the dotted line,
yet my brain,
he's dank & blue,
prefers to panic,
until my heart beats
up enough streets,
for the drama of cares...
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