2002 HEARTBEATS
"everywhere I go I feel the love washing over me, I just can't get enough I hear it in the music that's coming down through me I know there's love between us, if we only set it free everywhere I go I feel the joy hold it in your heart, don't let it be destroyed 'cos all we need is freedom, all we ask is peace all we ask is no one on their knees but I'm only dreaming, as you can see I don't expect that you should follow me the road is lonely, I don't complain it's such a shame" ~ Justin Hayward ~ who's asking? this is a period in which I do not believe anyone truly wants to know what is in my heart... perhaps it is that ugly (or unattractive)... certainly I have been through a few very ugly experiences, but it would be good to believe that time heals all wonds and the scars are not that repulsive... of course I am still bleeding because the blood is flowing because I am still alive because somehow I survive but alone who would know who could care unknown no one knows no one shares what can I do what can I say what does it matter anyway alone who knows who cares maybe you are actually out there paying attention... do you know when the last heartbeat was?... do you know what wasn't said?... most of the trth in this world goes unsaid, probably because nobody really wants to know the truth in any heart... so maybe I'm not so alone after all... irony is painfully amusing... left out of life because no one is sharing left out of love because no one is caring the same old story the same old rhyme the saddest lesson the crueslest crime left out of life and out of time I think I'll try to get back to the dream now 
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