A broken heart, was thought mended.
Forgotten the emptiness, stored deep down.
Then brought back, After finding reality once again.
I was safe in side of myself,
But I was unprotected , from myself and everybody else.
My life won't change, but I will.
It's true, but I cannot see the truth.
Fear is all I see.
Life without pain and sorrow,
Would be great, but a world like this
Is what is gives us.
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