Heart Felt
The eleventh hour yet I still wake,
My thoughts are drowning me,
pulling me under with confusion for hands.
My only concern is what my heart desires,
My deepest wish, is that what I fear?
Does my heart deceive me?
I was told to write from my heart.
Express yourself!
So I wrote what I couldn't comprehend.
A universe of thoughts I couldn't perceive,
is that what my heart truly desires?
To understand - the worlds rhapsody.
What does your heart desire?
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