I Govern My Heart With Good Intentions...

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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I govern my heart with good intentions… But still, a disease caught me off guard. A devastating illness took over all my good human nature. It comes from a broken trust... And someone who can't timely play the drums And someone who can't sing but only shout And pulls down the shades and draws a knife or gun... I govern my heart with good intentions... But look at all the bad, senseless things I've done. I made great efforts not to be sorrowful and full of despair. But there's always someone, Someone to burst your bubble for fun And sets you on a road of minus hope and destitution. Just because they can. Just because they want to unravel your aura Dishevel your sunlight and turn you into a winter fungus. And feed on all your bad rotten luck like curds and whey? Holding to your amiable demeanour like never before It's a blessing in disguise when you're ground down. Completely ground down like never before Wondering what if any good intentions are for…

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