This is my heart
the inner part
that nobody sees
that could be shattered by a breeze
but would keep silent
to avoid getting violent
but truly wants to be heard
not only by the passing bird
but by those for whom my heart cares
that could cause tears
ones so deep they could never be mended
I have a sensitive soul, it is so tired of being unattended
Honne. Intinn fíor. Nia ya kweli. All different languages, yet all still the same.
Thursday, January 17, 2019
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