
-Hurt poem- The essence of the heart was that protective barrier that protected it from the bullets that were shaped in the form of hurt.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 101 - Published: 01-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 2985954
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Essence (Of the Heart)
Can you feel it?
The essence of your heart?
You need it
So that your heart could withstand hurt
Are you certain you can withstand hurt?
Don't look too close at my essence
You'll wear it out
Surely, you don't want to hurt me, right?
Maybe, hurt just loves breaking pure hearts
Hurt breaks pure hearts
So now you feel miserable
And misery loves company
So let me cry more
And let me be to guess where my heart is
For Darkness is out of the question
And my innocence is long gone
Mentally. . .
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