Tension, slowly building in your chest.
Can't you give your poor heart a rest?
Bottle up every emotion, make sure they never show.
It'll take its toll, and you'll start to wallow.
Stuck in your misery, unable to get out
And now, beyond a shadow of doubt
We see, ladies and gentlemen,
Exactly what happens
When you bottle up everything.
Keep it inside.
Ultimately, you can't hide
From yourself.
A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates of late. I've been feeling rather uninspired, so it took a toll on everything I was doing. ^^" I'm spam updating it today, then, I guess.
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Bleeding Hearts
PoetryI write, because I am.// Too many emotions, // Overflowing, // As my heart bleeds // Words onto paper. // I write, // Therefore I am. ------------------- Cover credit goes to @WattAnOtaku OHMYGODTHAN...
