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Nov 2013
Now you see it,
Now you don't.
You can try to get inside
But accept the fact you won't.

My heart is hiding
Where only a select few can see
The people I grow to love
And who can endure the real me

She's behind four walls,
Safe under lock and key
Tending to all her wounds,
Burried under miles of secrecy.

The light burns her
To remind her why she's there
With tired, crimson eyes
And years of pent up despair

Because even a glimpse,
Just the tiniest peek
Makes people tune her out
And turn the other cheek

For no one can deal with
Problems that aren't their own
No one extends a hand to help;
There's no love, no compassion shown.

Hidden behind a smile
My scarred heart will stay
Living in fear when someone
Might try and take her away

From her beloved sanctuary
Just to cause her more pain
When the truth is revealed
That no one can give without gain.

Retreating alone to lick her wounds,
My heart will remain behind a closed door
Mending what's been broken
So many times before

Waiting patiently day and night
Until her tears run dry
Hiding until she has the chance
To break free, spread her wings, and fly...
Chelsea Molin
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Chelsea Molin  28/F/Michigan
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