• Thomas Kam

A Hole In My Heart

A hole in my heart

The past threads through

The past’s not dead

It’s living here too


I am who I am

And I am who I was

Nothing will last

And nothing is lost


Paying for comfort

With fear and regrets

Today is a loan

That tomorrow collects


A hole in my heart

My mind looks through

I’m not alone

You’re living here too

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