Your heart with my heart

Your heart fits with my heart,
wounded hand in wounded hand.
Your heart lives with my heart,
broken sigh with broken sigh.
Your heart beats with my heart,
staggered pulse to staggered pulse.
Your heart dies with my heart,
desperate lie by desperate lie.

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