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In the peaceful hours of the morning The sun helps provide clarity to myself Almost as if I'm missing the warnings Little signs that reflect my health I think my mind lacks the inspiration to write More often than not I try too hard To turn on that create light It still fails to shine staying on guard Though the writing is the easy part conveying what's really important is not I thought the trick was to speak from the heart Yet doing so makes my bran rot Doing so turns into a million different ways Different ways of saying I love you I write as if you never went away Perhaps one day my heart will have a clue
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May 15, 2024
May 15, 2024 at 8:08 PM UTC
The Heart's Clue
In the peaceful hours of the morning The sun helps provide clarity to myself Almost as if I'm missing the warnings Little signs that reflect my health I think my mind lacks the inspiration to write More often than not I try too hard To turn on that create light It still fails to shine staying on guard Though the writing is the easy part conveying what's really important is not I thought the trick was to speak from the heart Yet doing so makes my bran rot Doing so turns into a million different ways Different ways of saying I love you I write as if you never went away Perhaps one day my heart will have a clue
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May 15, 2024
May 15, 2024 at 8:08 PM UTC
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