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the unseen language of the heart
WHAT IS HURT?
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What is hurt?
Just because we can’t see it
It doesn’t mean that you can’t taste and breathe it
In the empty space stealing the tears I keep.
Do you hear it too?
Listen harder and you’ll hear the sound of metal chains
That seals my heart safe,
And now I’m a prisoner of myself.
Silence is good company,
It talks of bitter stories I long to bury in the past,
Sometimes it mentions you but it won’t happen again,
Because caring isn’t an option, we both know I’m not what you need.
