To my heart: stop being so fragile.
To my mind: stop being so dark.
To my skin: stop being so tough.
To my skull: stop being so thick.
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PoetryMy silence is causing me pain. If I open up and let flow my woes, what will I gain? I hold in my feelings too much, and I'm getting tired of it. So I put them in a book. I want people to come across these poems and know that they are not the only on...
