No. 27

” We are separated by a vast ocean of words, yet I feel you … “

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The heart

A heart

incarcerated in a crystal prison

afraid of the light

outside his cell.

Not making place to love

Not allowing anyone near.

His skin so transparent that

anyone can see his wounds.

Bleeding he stand up and

shout to the stars

for somebody to listen and

liberate him

of his imprisonment