The heart is like
One gigantic tide,
Never to rest,
Never to hide.
Pains of loss
And pains of love
Are never heard
By the God's above.
Love so strong,
Love so bold,
Yet so painful,
So very cold.
So much pain
In this heart,
So very scared
It'll tear apart.
Tears of pain,
Don't let it start,
Memories of love
In my broken heart.
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