Avalanches in Poetry entry from Janet Beekman : My Heart Will Be Heard

Fevers of the Mind

My heart will be heard
I can’t keep the love in
Can’t pretend I don’t care
My skin is too thin

My heart will be heard
I know you’ll be comin’
To pick up the pieces
Of the song I was strummin’

For less than a second
I saw clearly your face
Though I knew in my heart
You were gone from this place

My heart will be heard
And our souls will collide
When I enter the gates
Where we’ll forever abide

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