Choice

By EmpressJin  Posted on 5th Sep 2018

Estimated reading time: 1 mins 1 secs
poem

I can't remember the last time
I seem to forget the last moments
When my heart stopped beating
I began to drift, I made walls so high
I wrapped my heart in a shell

Stick and stones may break my bones after all
But then love unrequited will break my heart
So when another comes knocking
It becomes a choice if to open up the shell
My choice, is ………

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