7:14 am

I am miles away
Trying to pick my heart up off the ground...
but its far too heavy.

Somebody help me!
Its just lying here in the middle of the street
completely exposed.
Hurry! There's a car coming!
Its going 500 miles per hour,
and its getting much to close.
I might have to leave my heart here
to save myself.

But wait, who are you?
I guess it doesn't matter
because you are so strong,
You don't even need me to help you
with that broken toy
I so carelessly left in the street.
But I know its a difficult task,
so I help you anyway.

Thank you for saving my heart!
But what about my question,
who are you?
Lift that hood off of your head.

Oh,
Its you.
How contradicting.
Aren't you the one
who made it so heavy
in the first place?

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