What do I seek for this heart of mine?

Once a treasure.

Turned into stone.

By the pitfall of man.

Guarded by my insecurities.

Afraid to let love in.

So I am parched.

From the flow of love.

Needing love.

To erupt.

The volcano.

of my past.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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