Organ Doner

There is a hole in my stomach,
That I just cant fill,
The flat soul it doth ache,
Is it better going up or downhill?

I have tried all the states,
Gas, liquid and solid,
But nothing seems to satiate,
Nothing seems to get rid.

I do have a theory,
A notion if you please,
It wanders round my head,
And brings me to my knees.

That the whole in my stomach,
Is because of somewhere not so far apart.
Located on an upper deck,
Lays just half of of my heart.

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