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Feb 2013
that heart of yours
that pretty little heart
isn't the home that once protected you
it isn't the warm arms of your parents
it isn't the place where you can hide
from all the dangers of the world
from all the demons
and the scars
and the wicked things this place possesses.
it's going to get damaged again
you're going to be broken again
and as much as you don't want to get attached
as much as you refuse to open up your heart
to yet another girl
with those big eyes
and that beautiful smile
and that contagious laugh
you will
you always will
because you are human
and your heart wants to be loved
by the girl
with the small feet
and the interesting past
and you will fall
again and again
for the same old tricks
and the same old lies
and the feeling
that feeling
the one your heart aches for
the girl
with the tattoos
and the piercings
and the broken heart
because yours is just as broken
if not more
and you can help her
or you can try
but the fires will keep burning
and the storms will keep raging
because you are human
you have a heart
and that heart will be bleeding
until you somehow manage to keep all the blood inside
because then
and only then
will you be able to love unconditionally
Lindsey Eleanor
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Lindsey Eleanor  Mid-West
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