Beating

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THUMP, THUMP, THUMP...

 

My heart beats too slow,

I use it to count the time, too much time.

 

Each beat seems seems hours appart,

but really it is less than a second.

 

Each pulse surges through me,

making me shake.

 

I hear my impatient heart,

a never ending drum in my ears.

 

I must keep counting,

counting each beat.

How many more until I see you again?

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