False Emotions

This poem tells my mixed emotions, that also tell my sarrows for them.

A change  of heart is best, kept for the good of art, changing feelings is for love, and for love is all of the above, happy goes to saddening, as of saddness i ask "what is happening", flash after heartbeat, turn after noise heats, shot down so much my thoughts are frozen, broken glass to my broken heart will always stay broken,  one dash, then one slash, the one pass, then laugh, as one rashional movement could break me, I always ask" Lord, just take me."

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