It can be confusing and sometimes ever changing,
But this heart of mine oh how it urns,
My breath is taken and my words smitten from all thought,
Ideas run dry and lips become moist,
The thought of all else escapes and the product is one of affection,
This life of mine as lead me wrong for a time being,
And just to reserve this action and take back something,
Just in hopes of repairing the damage that was done,
And make that smile shine like it did before,
With such luster and compassion,
With the grace and beauty that has been missing from my life,
Without this heart of mine leading me,
I never would have done anything like this,
This is the step that must be taken,
Even in failure these feelings would remain
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