Why you get attached so much to someone. Heart you bugger! You beg for love, don't you?
Doesn't matter if it comes on self, you let your ego slip, you let your respect go in smoke.
You take it all in, you love the hit but it is only for a matter of minutes and then its gone and you now it, pretty well indeed.
Soul! You are mature, but you don't say a word. You murmur, that is why no wonder,
seldom we listen.
Streaming water, can it be stopped?
O heart!, Stop making excuses to the limit of harm to yourself. You are no phoenix to rise every time you are ashed.
Mind, Please deal with it, put a collar, tie the heart to a pole.
No! Because you see the heart will fall in love with the pole too.
Oh sweetheart, the glowing bug of the night, don't flutter away. The world will cut your wings.
Behold this is heart, I break and bleed but still I beat.
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