Broken Heart

So where is what I seek?

Cause this is not it

Which way next

He asked the beat

That led him to this

The emotion

An expression of familiarity over time

So first glance is all that counts

Often called… lust

Sigh… So that’s too low to trust

But he’s tired of being lost

Wait… what if he acts like it exists

Contrary to what his soul knows

And risk his mind

Throw his eternal self into that bowl

Fantasy… A beautiful dream

What other choice does he have?

And theeeeeere he goes…

Oh! So this where they were, he said

And changed his mind

He didn’t do too well in crowds

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