Somewhere deep inside my heart
Lies a fraction
That only lights when it hears an accidental
It glows in the warmth of all the strange notes
In all sorts of songs
Songs about love
And loss
And all that jazz
Songs about beginnings
And ends
And all the messy parts in between
Sometimes I wish this fraction
Would put together all of these accidentals
Into a set
That my heart would play on repeat
For ever and ever
So I’d never have to listen to anything less beautiful
Anything less…
And so, I could live like this forever
Forever numb, forever cold…
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