Materialistic objects
never mattered to me
but this heart
oh this precious heart
I want to hide it
from the eye of cruelty
keep it safe within my skin
stroke it lovingly
because time has warned me
that
if its out in the open
they'll toss it in the air
but forget to catch it
and when the world will hear
a deadly
yet deafening sound
it'll yearn
for the chest it's supposed to be in
but the chest would lay shattered
with it
in the same old ground
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Behind These Eyes (Poetry)
PoesíaI've heard them saying you can see it all in the eyes but there are some things that can't be seen in their shine these are the thoughts hiding behind these eyes.
