The Heart

[Lorenzo]

-Lorenzo Lucino




I sit by myself alone
as two sacs inspire expire
as sediments are digested around
All depend on my resource

They function about my beat declares
If I do not function he turns blue
He coughs about and groans too
So i must function they protest
should i not death come molest
so i must function right
no rest today or tonight

They require me from the start
they require me im the heart