You may pour out your heart
Tell me everything from the start
But I still will not have feeling
I have a problem with which I am dealing
There is an organ inside of me
That does not know how to be
It beats like it is supposed to
But the other function it does not do
I thought it worked at one point
But hearing that made me disappoint
The few who wished to share
For I almost began to dare
And that is when I learned something important
Something that cannot be bent
Something that is is the antonym of perk
It is quite melancholic to have a heart that does not work
magnificient poetry.
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