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Rip the HEaRT Out

So we stand all in line staring at the world as it passes us by.

We reach out and grasp dreams before us.

Searching we fall through the broken ground.

We can’t understand why, but we hope.

Rip the heart out, you aren’t alive.

Floating through the days of years gone by.

We realize what we miss most is most of what we missed.

Understanding comes as clouds part and day light shines.

Water has never sparkled like blood.

Rip the heart out, you aren’t alive.

As we hit the ground we pray never to be found.

A sigh escapes our lips as we wished for more time.

Finally realizing that love is an illusion we weep.

A lonely broken heart hurts more than pain.

Rip the heart out, you aren’t alive.

Rip the heart out, you aren’t alive

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