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The heart is a fragile little thing So easily wounded and when the heart meets the imagination,there are no bounds the place where all my hopes and fears materialize the construction crew for these walls around heart these walls ,the cost of one word spoken or unspoken three words misspoken “I love you” no admissions currently this heart is still being reconstructed from the last the last time it foolishly jumped in without consulting the brains the last time it imagined itself invincible, unbreakable… it imagined forever
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 7:24 AM UTC
Heart
The heart is a fragile little thing So easily wounded and when the heart meets the imagination,there are no bounds the place where all my hopes and fears materialize the construction crew for these walls around heart these walls ,the cost of one word spoken or unspoken three words misspoken “I love you” no admissions currently this heart is still being reconstructed from the last the last time it foolishly jumped in without consulting the brains the last time it imagined itself invincible, unbreakable… it imagined forever
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 7:24 AM UTC
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