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Heartbeat (tunes)

I listened to my heartbeat, It sounded like a tune, Sounded like a tune that I’d beat for you. Rhythmically it plays, From high to low Smooth to rough, In tones it grows. One day a screeching beep you’ll hear, As it slowly fades and never to return again. Enjoy this tune while it lasts, So you won’t have to look back and regret your past.
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antxthesis
Published
Jun 13, 2014
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Screeching beep is the sound you hear when you’re lying in the hospital bed, and you’re attached to that machine and then heart stops beating, and it’s no longer that squiggly line, but a straight line

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