if my heart can talk it would say, “stop it!”

the blood rushes through my veins like a sound travelling thru space.

if every beats means a death, centuries of hero would die

battling wars uncertain, unknown and untrue


wrecked dwindling my fingers

why o why it lingers

something intangible

unknown, ponders


how many words should i say

for someone to hear me fray

until tears run down and drought it may

holding true and truth it came



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