My Empty Heartbeat
My empty hearbeat
Aches for purpose, direction
A wanton longing.
Arrow sans target
Falls; languishes, discarded
Deprived of function.
My empty heartbeat
Enervates still; when yours thrills
For any but mine.
The End
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