One day
This old bruised heart
Will stop beating
Then,
Where will you be?
Yes, where will I be?
When those
Desolate chambers
Refuse to fill
One final time
And my body’s life force
Moves on…
When the dull
And comforting
“Lub dup lub dup”
Is silenced
And my intricate
Earthly machinery
Halts
Without warning
Where will you
Be then?More importantly
Where will I be?
Then...
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my thoughts
Şiireverything that goes on in my head (i know, my english isn't perfect)
