Now that I have back
this heart of mine
to do as I wish,
to make me feel fine

I wonder what ever
can I do
with all the love,
of me that's you.

How do I kill it,
where can it go,
can I defuse it,
does anyone know?

Where does a heart go,
that already found it's home,
that never wants to stray,
nor fly away, nor roam.

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