It's what they do.
It is how we know they still beat,
still feel,
still bleed,
leap with joy,
trip up our breath and pound our ribs to powder.
Thank God hearts ache
it's when they stop we have a problem.
It is how we know they still beat,
still feel,
still bleed,
leap with joy,
trip up our breath and pound our ribs to powder.
Thank God hearts ache
it's when they stop we have a problem.
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