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What a heart is made of. |
| He and art They seam the vacant spaces in between- my hollow chest. Without he, this beautiful broken grammar Leaves a broken heart Because where is heart without he? Likewise, if it were only he, would be an empty void within Unbridled by music and passion; Words and obsession- The true meaning of living. But now the question is, When am I going to get he? |