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June 16th, 2004

In the soul of the heart, the truth lies
Without it being expressed, it dies
Hidden without fault
Slowly comming to a hault

With the feeling not expressed
The soul of the heart begins to rest
The emotional shut down
A process to slow with no sound

Forgetting is very painful
Living the lie, so very strainful
Lost in time far and near
The soul of the heart dies with sorrowful tears

In the soul of the heart the truth lies
Without being expressed it dies
Hidden without fault
The truth slowly comes to a hault