Chapter 4

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I wish I could hold your heart.

Cradle it gently in my arms.

But, my arms are not strong enough.

To hold what I don't understand.

If you looked to the corners of the darkness.

You'll find me hiding there.

My nose in a book.

Away from the crowd.

If you sat by my side.

I'd tell you the story.

Behind the pain in my eyes.

Behind the walls that are around my heart.

Makes me think that there isn't anything worth living for.

My eyes and mind have seen a lot of things.

I thought I saw them all.

But I still have a lot of things to see

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