The Heart

The Heart

The heart pumps blood. It does not feel,

It will not break, it cannot heal

It won't leap up or dance or sing,

It will not tell you anything,

It cannot fill with hope or pride,

It does not hurt for dreams denied,

It will not speak nor can it hear,

It's not a home for faith for fear,

It does not seek and will not find,

It's never black nor sweet or kind,

The heart's not love. It never was.

The heart pumps blood. That's all it does.


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