There's something inside, it's tempting, it's beautiful and it's calling out to me begging me to open it. Open it and let it out but there's no door and what is it?
How can I open something that has no door and not know what's inside?
Do I break it? Shattering it open and spilling everything that's inside. What if it's bad?
Why am I feeling like this? Why does this happen every time I look at you? Every time you're around I feel like there's something inside begging, no screaming to get out.
Can't you hear it?
It feels warm but at the same time it burns and it hurts, so much.
It only happens when your around.
Can you break it with me?
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Poems Of The Heart
PoetryJust short poems that pop into my head, read if you wish; maybe you'll enjoy them c:
