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My heart is a sword in stone The walls surrounding it are impenetrable Some would say more difficult to break than bone Only the rightful will be able to draw my affection No this is not pretension but only the most selective, honest and true placement of intention But could that be my affliction Being so guarded that I’m also blinded to the pure curiosity and interest of another It makes me wonder am I the reason I suffer Eh, could be an option I don’t think it’s wrong to lead with caution In other words my heart is not up for auction As It is just the most important decision I must move with only sincere fragility Which takes much resiliency For it is the only path to true intimacy Only the most patient and worthy Will be bestowed such a trophy A gift of the most rare to be able to show one’s self so bare
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Jan 3, 2024
Jan 3, 2024 at 10:26 PM UTC
Excalibur
My heart is a sword in stone The walls surrounding it are impenetrable Some would say more difficult to break than bone Only the rightful will be able to draw my affection No this is not pretension but only the most selective, honest and true placement of intention But could that be my affliction Being so guarded that I’m also blinded to the pure curiosity and interest of another It makes me wonder am I the reason I suffer Eh, could be an option I don’t think it’s wrong to lead with caution In other words my heart is not up for auction As It is just the most important decision I must move with only sincere fragility Which takes much resiliency For it is the only path to true intimacy Only the most patient and worthy Will be bestowed such a trophy A gift of the most rare to be able to show one’s self so bare
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Jan 3, 2024
Jan 3, 2024 at 10:26 PM UTC
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