Lost
My heart is full. It is wrapped in chains and locked up tight. Sometimes I wish that were not so true. I live three lives adn no one knows them all. That makes things a bit lonely. Worlds where everyone is smart, or spun, or sweet. They never merge. Somehow I'm not too tired of it today because underneath everything else I have love in my heart. Love on reserve.
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