The door to our hearts are closed
walls built so high
it would take years to climb
but for the few that can cross
that take the time to find the real me locked inside
that door will never be locked
will always open
until that trust is broken and you lose sight of the girl who's trapped inside

  • Author: Mary73223 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 26th, 2017 00:43
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 27
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  • IAmBeu

    You are very talented

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write.

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