State of the art heart

Rose petal cut flattened

pockets where I have it

requirement is  you keep dyeing it 

losing pigment a bond we share

Your crushed while I gait

I had to rip you to replace 

are you on a bender 

cos you'll never be as you were

you'll never be as you were

State of the art heart 

even when your insipid

cardinal direction you will encompass

  supply you with only  carbon dioxide 

CPR  to a a cadaver

graze my palm  let you lay in what you were

would you see I am soon to die

soon to die

would you see I am soon to die ?

my state of the art heart

 you understand 

the space you live only is  

it cant feel your passion 

you'll see you cant unwrap it 

 past and the future are not here or there

be what you want to be in ten years

so you can feel as you felt ten years ago

for my state of the art heart 

which cant do the same as yours