My Heart
My heart is like a necklace
Ity had its own shield of lace
But when i cry on the outside
It is suffering on the inside
The Pain is Knocking
Like there isi someone horrid yelling
waiting for me to give up and come out
when all I want to do is shout
No matter how how i try
I always feel like im about to die
So now this is my turning point
I find my heart is no longer a necklace but a joint
Holding me in place
So i can live in peace and not hate.
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