Tell me, what do you do
when your heart's not in your chest?
but you know its still pumpin'
cause you are alive and in this mess
And the hollowness of its absence
echoes of times long ago
when life seemed worth living
and the future you didn't know.
Your heart now resides
'cross the valleys and the plains
past the mountains and the rivers
through the desert with no name.
Now when I take a breath
it hurts so I exhale
then, by nature, I breathe again
its some kind of rotten hell.
Then a single tear drops to earth
my love for her in its core
and it sends a message to her
I will love you forever more.
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