Heart Drug
This heart is wounded
Desperately asking for a cure
This heart has struggled
Gave up, fighting no more
Give me morphine,
For I need to stop this pain
Grant me this medicine
Don't you abstain
This heart is weeping
Perfectly torn apart
This heart your killing
(i thought)
Already won your heart
Give me epinephrine
Please... my heart's stopping
Could still relive and seek a Love
A love genuine and lasting
poem by Xyza Dile
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