I hear them whisper, cry, and shout.
I feel their hope, pain, and anger.
I respond, absent response.
If only, if only they could hear my plea.
If only, if only they could feel my being.
I can't stop tearing their beating hearts ever so slowly.
I can't wake up.
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Beating Hearts
I hear them whisper, cry, and shout.
I feel their hope, pain, and anger.
I respond, absent response.
If only, if only they could hear my plea.
If only, if only they could feel my being.
I can't stop tearing their beating hearts ever so slowly.
I can't wake up.