A Call For Help

Tearing, open up my chest
Pulling, tugging at my heart
Burning, burning, burning, burning
Ripping, pulling me apart

Let my insides spill out
See me falling here and there
Maybe we can put me together
Performing with no center snare

Arms and chest are open wide
Wounds agape for you to see
Someone help me wipe my tears
There is no one here but me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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