My Heart
If your hand could reach inside my heart,
What would you do with it?
Would you strangle my poor heart
Until there’s an angry fire lit?
Or would you hold it so tenderly
With gentleness and care?
Perhaps you would steal it and hide it
Down in the devil’s lair
Maybe none of those things
Are what you would do
But all I ask is to my heart
Be true
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