With you
I always wore
my heart on my sleeve
I kept it there out the outside
so that you could see
over time I learned that
you didn’t want to see it there
all that bleeding
so it got put into a wooden box
locked up
and you never wondered where it went
didn’t ask me why
I kept it hidden
or where I kept
the key
– spiritwolf
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