Oh, my heart, why are you so sad?
Please don't let it be something bad.
You say you want peace and nothing more,
but how can you not get what you're longing for?
You once were so full of joy,
the way a child is when they receive a new toy.
I delighted in your company,
peace and contentment, you made into joy's symphony.
I try to make you remember the peace you once possessed,
endlessly you are being assessed.
Yet my words have little effect on you,
here, still, you remain blue.
When will you be how you once were?
Please, do tell me, sir.
Do it soon, for you are a thorn in my side.
This turmoil and unhappiness cannot abide.
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