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SENSITIVE OF HEART


SENSITIVE OF HEART

SENSITIVE OF HEART

FIND A WAY

TO LOOSEN

OUR STRINGS

RESOUND TO

EVERY SOUND

WORLD OF MUCH

SORROW

GLANCES ARE AIMED

KINDNESS OFTEN

LACKING

THEY ARE AIMED

AT US

OUT OF PORPORTION

TO THE SHATTERED

WE CARRY HOME

ANOTHER WOUND

TO ADD TO THE

MANY ALREADY

GATHERED

PAY SO HIGH A PRICE

OH

TO THE MOODS

AND WHIMS

TO DETERMINE THE

SMOOTHNESS

NO ONE CAN HARM US

IF WE DO NOT LET THEM

OH

LITTLE CONTROL

OH TO

THE CONTROL OF

OUR OWN WORLD

OF THOUGHTS

AND RESPONSES

TO FIND SOME

KIND OF HEALING

IN THIS

WORLDLY MESS

PREPARE OURSELVES

EACH MORNING

TO KEEP GOING

DESPITE

ALL THE SADNESS

THAT IS BEING

GENERATED

INVITATIONS

ARE NOT WOUNDS

NOR TAKEN AS SO

ITS THE OTHER

THINGS

OH TO THE MOMENTS

OF THE STRINGS

ON THOUGHTS

RISE UP

TO THE GENDER

OF ANCIENT ROOTS

MANY SEEDS

AND SPORES

IN THE GROWTH

AMONG THE HARMFUL

TO SAY

WE ARE IN

CONTROL OF OUR OWN

GARDEN

TO THE HEALTHY

STEMS TO

BEAR FRUIT

THE FRUIT OF

ALL THE ACTIONS

AND REACTIONS

IN A WORLD

GONE SO SO MAD

SO MUCH

GRIEF

THAT NOW

THERE ARE NO

MORE ROOM FOR TEARS

JUST OVERWHELMING

SADNESS

EACH AND EVERY

TIME

OH TO MY

SENSITIVE HEART

THAT

IS NOW COATED

AND

ITS THICK

YET IT STILL

EFFECTS ME

FOR

I DIDN'T CREATE IT

I DIDN'T WANT IT

AND I NEVER

WILL

I WALK

A SIMPLE PATH

ON THE WAY

WHERE PEACE

AND LIVE

TO LET LIVE

EXIST

TOGETHER

WILL WE EVER

SEE THAT DAY

COME

OR WILL IT BE

MANY MORE

CENTURIES

OF THE GARDENS

BEING RAIDED

IN THE MOMENTS

TO STILL

MY BEATING HEART

TO A

STONE

I FIND ANSWERS

IN MY PERSONAL

SPACES

TO SOMEHOW

FIND SOMEONE

TO HELP ME

FIX THIS

BEREAVED HEART

FROM THE

WORLD OUTSIDE...


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