My heart - hidden behind a smile and the madness of the moment
sheds eternal tears for the words it can not pronounce
No language exists to match the beating
No blood can follow suite
I drown in the emptiness that life no longer fills
I soar to lows unfathomed
Yet....
my heart,
my heart...
a song.
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