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Sometimes if you listen, listen hard
You can hear your heart crying
And like words on a Hallmark card
They’re useless, yet you keep lying

To yourself, to others,
To the mirror on the wall
The sobs, they get louder
And yet you don’t heed the call

Sometimes, there are words
Scratched in blood, inside
And like little caged birds
They wanna fly outside

Sometimes if you listen,
A story they can tell
Your heart, it’s not just a muscle
But you treat it like a shell

A knickknack, a souvenir,
pumping all the day
A box to hold memories,
But it cannot have its way

Sometimes if you listen,
you can hear your heart say
I wanna fill you up with love
But this blood comes in the way