It’s almost always impossible
To tackle a heart that is pinned by faith.
It’s like being thumped and
thumped as the heart pounding.
It’s almost always impossible
To tell a heart that everything is okay
To keep on coaxing every time she is crying
Longing for…the heart knows no more.
It’s almost always impossible
To hide a heart that is twisted for comfort
That everything is fine
The way it should always be
It’s almost always impossible.
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