Heart
I felt that my heart
Was never alive
Though it was set apart
To make a person alive
The heart is ironic
For how can something
That keeps you alive
Make you feel, dead inside.
I thought I could never find
The answer to my question
Bur for once, faith is kind
At it led you my direction
And so i met you
And there i felt
That out of the blue
My heart began to beat
That's when i realized
All along, my heart was alive
It just never had
A reason to strive
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