
sitting beside me, can you hear
my heart beating so fast
it flutters and jumps, skips and runs
with each word you speak to me
perhaps you are deafened
by your own hearts frantic pace
i can only hope, and wish
that this is the reason for your ignorance
my heart may race alone
on this twisted narow track
but mayhaps yours will join mine
and hand in hand, we shall cross the finish line
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