Torn apart
Shredded into piece
I'm nothing more than a showcase
Go ahead keep staring
Gaze into my heart
Sink into my soul
Tell me everything in your mind
Because your mission is to hurt me
You're purpose in life is to judge me
How are you to judge me?
I'm not a passage
Don't you dare label me
My heart is a heart
Not the post office
So next time you want to send something
You should know better
Then to send it though me....
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