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Jul 2019
I’m sorry.
I tend to break hearts often.
May I just say that, my heart has five walls guarded by knights in black protecting it.
You only made it pass the first wall.
My heart is a stranger to everyone even myself.
She doesn’t speak to people she doesn’t know.
She carries herself like the First Lady
And these days, she’s been too busy for anyone.
You see, she is wise.
She has been in pieces more times than a puzzle.
She has been abandoned as if she was an orphan.
She’s very hard.
More hard than any crip or blood.
But might I add..
When she does wanna welcome someone,
She welcomes them with arms wide open.
So open that if she had wings,
She would soar through the sky.
When she lets down her walls,
You will see the most beautiful place ever.
Lost upon all the heart breaks and disappointments.
You will see her and wonder why she is so guarded.
She is guarded because she knows that people will not take care of her, like her.
So I’m sorry for breaking your heart multiple times.
These days, I just can’t get a hold of my heart.

@ashtonbrehite
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