Mystery
I open the box, but nothing is there.
I continue to stare inside the box hoping to find something more.
I look deeper and start to see something small.
I realize it is your heart wanting to break out from the darkness.
As I bring it to the light,
It becomes a mystery why people hurt you so bad in the first place.
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