Let go of the heart.
Release the love.
The time may be upon us.
I let you hold so much of me.
No matter the situation.
Time heals wounds.
These cuts are to my core.
You have power over me you shouldn't.
But I allow it.
My burden to hold.
You say I'm so negative when being free.
You treat me so differently.
Not as an equal.
Why must you be sure I hurt so?
I'm only trying to be free.
It's not your free.
It's not your way.
So I am unequal.
But you so freely give equality.
But not to me.
As my heart grows blue I think of you.
It's not fair to give you so much
And I don't get a care.
It's ok.
Doesn't need to be done now.
I will be better when you come to call.
Possibly not how you think.
Maybe not at all.
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