Hearts are like drawn messages - confusing, like your mind.
And I always promised you so many things,
But I always get it wrong.
Always crash and burn.
The thoughts I crave I will hide away inside,
Deep within a cave or a locked chest.
I wished I could open up,
I wish I could close the door.
And the lessons I have learnt have been hard taught,
I want to forget harsh punishments dealt.
And even though I make believe,
Know that my words, I meant.
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