My mind ( is what feels), My Heart beats (like it is supposed to),
My mind runs, ecstatic, deflated, joyous, elated and again deflated.
All this in a matter of minutes....
Words are the cure for a condition of the mind, my heart does not know this (it just beats),
so the words seem unkind.
The words I want to shout, I know are true, my mind does not know, who will hear.
Swallow me up world, I have only fear, my heart beats (loudly)
Someone will hear.
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