I wrote on my tank.

When a man's an empty kettle he should be on his mettle, 
And yet I'm torn apart. 
Just because I'm presumin' that I could be kind-a-human, 
If I only had heart
I'd be tender - I'd be gentle and awful sentimental 
Regarding Love and Art. 
I'd be friends with the sparrows ... 
and the boys who shoots the arrows 
If I only had a heart
Picture me - a balcony. Above a voice sings low. 
Wherefore art thou, Romeo? I hear a beat.... 
How sweet. 
Just to register emotion, jealousy - devotion, 
And really feel the part. 
I could stay young and chipper 
and I'd lock it with a zipper, 
If I only had a heart. 


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