Saturday, 14 April 2018

My Heart.

I was guarded to begin with
I'm not afraid to say
To you, it was insulting
To me, defense was the only way

You worked with it,
Aiming to prove me wrong
And I wanted you to, believe me, I did
Impressed you kept it going on for so long

Then I found out
Knew I always would
That you betrayed my trust
Something precious, something good
The only pureness I knew,
My Heart.

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