From The Heart

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You came from the heart
And I watched you make it.
I wanted to hold you and I soon did.

I ruined it.
I let myself ferment
And I let you rot.

If clocks had no boundaries,
I don't know if I'd take it back.
Would it cause more hurt?

I took you back and I am not sure
You know what you have gotten into.
I am still the same.

Fear chokes me and I worry
Does it choke you?
I want to help but I cannot help.

I am stuck in traffic
The light is red
Red
Red
Red
Dead

I'm so sorry

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