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My heart is now closed
Where their was a a flowering rose there is now left only blackened coals The emotions have all gone sour Eroding hour after hour I am fastly becoming hollowed out I don't think I care an ounce But sometimes I do begin to doubt But then pain starts to pounce So I'm letting my inner wall win this bout It will take home the gold and protect it, till i'm old. |
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Sometimes one must let that doubt win over instead of letting the heart get frozen let it thaw out a little at a time and you may be surprised what is there in the end...........
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Sometimes one must let that doubt win over instead of letting the heart get frozen let it thaw out a little at a time and you may be surprised what is there in the end........... ![]() I've let it thaw...and realized it now looks like the remains of an ice tray that thawed....completely useless for it's designed purpose |
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