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He refuses to offer a piece of his heart 'Cause he can't trust it'll be kept unbroken He keeps his feelings belted smart Chances for new emotions left untouched and unspoken He offers his rut, fresh and mastered Decides it's the best and most he wants for now The heart that's growing a case on him is being plastered At the mere longing to exchange a loyalty vow There is hope he will change and offer more With no guarantee of his final choice for a future; There is hope, at the depth of a bruised heart still sore Longing to hold him close upon his merciful role as a suture.
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Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 11:17 PM UTC
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He refuses to offer a piece of his heart 'Cause he can't trust it'll be kept unbroken He keeps his feelings belted smart Chances for new emotions left untouched and unspoken He offers his rut, fresh and mastered Decides it's the best and most he wants for now The heart that's growing a case on him is being plastered At the mere longing to exchange a loyalty vow There is hope he will change and offer more With no guarantee of his final choice for a future; There is hope, at the depth of a bruised heart still sore Longing to hold him close upon his merciful role as a suture.
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Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 11:17 PM UTC
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