Fanatic Heart

We gave our heart
We left our pride
We toiled and spoiled
Our failures hide
We stripped our will
To gain our stride
Until we fainted deep inside
A time to rest
And to be real
All callused hearts
Are foolish still
Ego cries for prides lament
And leaves the power
To share intent
Spills from the heart
Love grows in essence
The soft sweet smile
Creates a presence
Of beauties innocence
Enlightens laughter for a while
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