thuds

September 12, 2019

listen to the beat of my heart

how the emotins and vibrations start

howit thuds through my ribs

and this is how I live.

more than a thousand times a day

and I have a thousand words foryou to say

that'll worship, pray to you till my voice is sore

till my loving heart beats no more.

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