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The rhythm of our heart
Is something that lies within
A rhythm that is placed there
From the moment life begins

Through the treacherous storm
The heart will carry on its way
And through the darkest night
Or the brightest day

Fighting, trembling
On the rugged path
Through mountains and valleys
Through demons wrath

Callous and scared
My words do come
Hated by many
And only loved by some

Yet the heart still beats
Through thick and thin
Guarded by a rib cage
Embedded within

Everyday it pumps
No matter the cost
Every year it goes
Every time, pieces lost

No matter the life
It beats on a different will
And one shall endure
Until the beats are still