I thought this was clever....
Don't break me, I bruise easily, the source of both your love and misery.
I am steady beating endlessly while you are dozing, dreaming pretty things, lovely things.
I don't work for free, please take care of me.
Don't hurt me, I bleed constantly, my efforts leave me but flow back swiftly.
My rythm soothing like raindrops, steady on foggy windows when you gaze outwardly, peacefully.
I don't work for free, please take care of me.
Every time you sleep; bom bom bom bom
Every time you eat; bom bom bom bom
Every time you laugh; bom bom bom bom
Every time you cry; bom bom bom bom
Every time you lie; bom bom bom bom
This is a message from your heart, your most devoted body part, taking blood and making art.
This is a message from your heart, pounding away into the dark. You could thank me for a start, This is a message from your heart.
Kina Grannis, Message from your Heart
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