song
there is this song
in my heart string,
a song that I
so want to sing
a song that wants
to warm hearts cold
a song that wants
to lift burdened souls
a song that does come
to the lips, it dares
there it dries,
it refuses to share.
a song that is searching
for ardent listeners,
a song that is waiting
for worthy ears,
a song that may die
lonely, unheard, no sheen,
a song that may
disperse unseen
unless love washes
the scars on my hardened heart,
and teaches my song to
flow merrily on its own path.
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