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Broken & Hidden



But how could you expect yourself
To get over something
You don’t even have a gut to let out
A buried skeleton
Way too deep than you ever thought
Behind reassurance words
That it doesn’t bother you at all
You throw easily to avoid any brawl 

Oh, darling, you’d die breaking your own heart 
To save them from feeling like they do 
In the contrary of your own belief 
You stand in your place letting them have their moment to be lived.


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