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Dec 2024
The heart's fragile beat
And this world's haunting bleat
Harsh as they say, but don't cheat
Screaming for help without treat

In recant of times, nothing makes sense
Vacants and holes that's too immence
Full and always filled nothing but dense
Seeking for guidance but feeling penitence

All doesn't rhyme, bad and worse
But everything will do if it's with hers
Come and assert, this heart called yours
Hoping you do, first and no blurs
Written by
Jez  18/M/Secret
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