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The Thoughts of a Heart on its Death Bed

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The heart
beating faster
Racing
as if it knows
the clock is running out
All time is spent
The finish line draws near, so black and cold
No victory appears
for beyond the line, marked deep in stone
no one knows
untold stories lurk about
peircing light floods far and wide
warmth spreads from sources unknown
in your mind screams No, back away
but your heart lurches forward
It's not time to go
too late
Your gone.



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