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"Hello!" "Goodbye!" "Oh, what a fine day!" Shaking hands, hugging wounds, soothing fears. "My ears? Yes, you may take them." "My time? Take that too." "Use my words, put me to work — I promise, I won't shirk." But my heart you cannot take. It won't help you heal. You see, I left it somewhere That's far from here. So now pain is all I feel. If you get too close, you'll see. So please, just accept my other gifts And stay far from me.
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Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 12:41 PM UTC
PAINting Face
"Hello!" "Goodbye!" "Oh, what a fine day!" Shaking hands, hugging wounds, soothing fears. "My ears? Yes, you may take them." "My time? Take that too." "Use my words, put me to work — I promise, I won't shirk." But my heart you cannot take. It won't help you heal. You see, I left it somewhere That's far from here. So now pain is all I feel. If you get too close, you'll see. So please, just accept my other gifts And stay far from me.
Keeping people away with kindness, Telling them what they want to hear. Because the more I let them in The more it hurts, the more the tears. I have nothing to give that is full and real. Or maybe I do, but first I need to heal.
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23/F/Florida
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 12:41 PM UTC
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