The Sinking Heart – rewrite

It searches nights to find its rest,

Will one welcome poorest guest?

She dreams she’s cradled by her love,

A love that’s but a dream.


Incessantly beating young and free,

Romantically feeding reverie.

Time wore her out beyond repair,

Leaving a hanging heart, naked and bare.


The heart that searches for a soul,

Knows no truth,

No love at all.

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