Am I glad,
That tears mean nothing.
Or is it bad,
That love has my heart humming.
But it's surely sad,
That time and fate are outrunning.
But with one word,
I hope to slow my hurrying,
Cuz I just can't.
I feel the heart drumming,
Always when we chat.
Once my heart felt,
I knew about its wanting.
If I had one last gasp,
I'd use it to tell you one thing.
And that would be a task,
Of telling you the love I have within.



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