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I never understood the sound of a heartbeat the relentless BA-bum, BA-bum, BA-bum so draining and grating it makes me numb BA-Bum, BA-bum, BA-bum until we finally succumb I never understood how people die of a broken heart the break is not physical it is not actual it is not real it is just how you feel right? I never understood why love was a two-way street shouldn't it be a fork in the road converging becoming one-way once we finally meet? but that was because I only saw my side I had know idea how our paths were going to collide And I still never understood the sound of a heartbeat of all the beats why two? I never understood it that is... until I met you Because you were the second beat that puzzled me for so long You were the second beat that kept me going strong you were that up beat to my favorite song and you are the second beat that made my heart belong and now as a widower I never heard that second beat a murmur it had become, until I saw her again on the day of my death went the Vitals screen went BA....BA.... BA.... buuuuummm
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 10:18 AM UTC
heartbeat
I never understood the sound of a heartbeat the relentless BA-bum, BA-bum, BA-bum so draining and grating it makes me numb BA-Bum, BA-bum, BA-bum until we finally succumb I never understood how people die of a broken heart the break is not physical it is not actual it is not real it is just how you feel right? I never understood why love was a two-way street shouldn't it be a fork in the road converging becoming one-way once we finally meet? but that was because I only saw my side I had know idea how our paths were going to collide And I still never understood the sound of a heartbeat of all the beats why two? I never understood it that is... until I met you Because you were the second beat that puzzled me for so long You were the second beat that kept me going strong you were that up beat to my favorite song and you are the second beat that made my heart belong and now as a widower I never heard that second beat a murmur it had become, until I saw her again on the day of my death went the Vitals screen went BA....BA.... BA.... buuuuummm
john-jordan
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 10:18 AM UTC
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