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Nov 2014 · 163
to love
Johanna Kate Nov 2014
l hoped for something more and fell harder than before;

I spoke of freedom and belief but prison took it all.
?I dreamt to escape this hardened heart but nails lined the boards.
?You can scream, you can shout, they won't hear you still.?
And if they hear, ignore they will. ?
Tell me what's it for??
You can open up your chest and show them all your heart,?
But unless they tear and **** you now,?
You'll never show your core.

— The End —