Tuesday 29 January 2019

Time to Breathe

All those lies they uttered to me,
Have made my heart shrivel and freeze. 
All those times they hoodwinked me,
Have made me unable to breathe. 

Time has come for my heart to feel
But the key to the lock, seems forever lost to me. 
What must I do for these wounds to heal, 
For this yearning heart of mine to be free. 

What must I do, for years I have died,
Under the pretence and beautiful, sorry lies. 
A long road awaits me, with one hand to hold, 
But my heart seems to have missed, the new memo. 

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