Why does it always believe
our heart that is
all bruised n bleeding
for the umpteenth time
but still it peers around
from the corner, half-hidden
afraid to show itself
it still has to go for the candy
other times its an angry kid
all sullen, locked up and bolted
no one is allowed to close the space
impossible things, these hearts
we grow up, but they stay young
all trusting innocence
though sometimes I feel
that is exactly and the only thing
that keeps us human


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