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The heart bleedeth
The heart bleedeth,
It panteth, it groans,
it is heavily laden.
It meaninglessly wanders
the vast Hicksville of solitude
It hungers someone's ear
unto whom it shall pent
Does anyone abide
this vast abandonment?
A dangerous urge
has nested in its yard
a hatchery of blunders is ripe
a breakout of hostilities looms
It is gloom,
The sky is not anymore blue
The feebleness of my mind hinders it,
it now hinders it!!!
But, shalt there be
not a substitute way
to plug this torrential urge
I shall grant it's pursuit,
to summon the will to do,
and to eventually do,
as it does solemnly will.
It panteth, it groans,
it is heavily laden.
It meaninglessly wanders
the vast Hicksville of solitude
It hungers someone's ear
unto whom it shall pent
Does anyone abide
this vast abandonment?
A dangerous urge
has nested in its yard
a hatchery of blunders is ripe
a breakout of hostilities looms
It is gloom,
The sky is not anymore blue
The feebleness of my mind hinders it,
it now hinders it!!!
But, shalt there be
not a substitute way
to plug this torrential urge
I shall grant it's pursuit,
to summon the will to do,
and to eventually do,
as it does solemnly will.
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The heart bleedeth
The heart bleedeth
