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| A heartbeat The moon, A sad pulse Dim glow, Memories of a dream that got blown. Listen to the sound Of my heart and you'll know It's hard, but I've still got some soul. How is There love For seeds I've Not sewn? oh, the agony of being dumb! Fate is a bitch, So seething, so cruel! She's raped me, and stolen a hope! There is A way In which I Shall go, Each step will be painful and slow. Faith gives me strength To carry on as I do But the memories will haunt my soul. But I Have sur- vived the si- lence, love; But I am not a fool. For I've returned To something, my love! I have everything, although I've lost you . . . |
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