that my bones only ache because they are cowardly
it is those morning why i wonder why my heart is still beating
god knows, even you
that my heart is as weak as these crumbling joints
and yet
every morning i wake to this stumble
my heart still keeps my rhythm
beating
maybe just to show me a small taste of loyalty
in hopes that someday
the rest of my body will follow
or that ill at least try to be the same
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