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heart in hand,
can you tell me who i am? lost in time and space, between sleep and awake, no one looks for me here, but here i am with heart in hand, never ceasing always searching for the love i thought was mine, can you tell me who i am? far reaching ever still searching for the man who has his heart in hand who is wondering who i am? with my soul i cry out but no one understands, why my heart is in my hand? holding ever so still, i reach out my hand to find that no one is there to take the heart from my hand, now no one cares who i am! Vote for this poem |
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