And my heart has always rested the same
Fake and faithless and foolish; a tart
Falling in love at the drop of a name.
The beating of blood by muscles within
The turn of an eye that turns the whole world
Scent of emotion, impossible sin
Sparks of arousal where darkness is curled.
I wish that my heart were free as a bird
But sometimes that thought it fills me with fear
Heart won't you lead me astray without word
Fill up this space so I just disappear
Forgive me my weakness, lead me from rest,
Heart keep on beating, most certain and best.
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