• My remains are ashes my heart still beats but it is weak. My love lives on and will never fall. But times have been perilous and tried my heart. It longs for an extra pulse for that last one's fight wasnt fair. It was betrayed, lied to, discouraged, dissapointed, laughed at, spit on, and critisized, and all it wanted to do was beat freely like everyone elses. I only want one more. For I'm only one pulse short.