My roasted marshmallow heart
My fragile heart
My delicate feeble blood pumper

They say it ain't there
That it's dead
That it's hard as diamond
The words, they formulate, cut through glass like the DIAMOND they say it is

My brittle heart
They just don't know
Let's keep it closed up like wise
Bury it
Then flush it out
And we be back at Square One
They just don't have the eyes to see the Actual imperceptible ......Soul
They ain't worth the worth to do so
So all they see is some dark sh..t
What they want to see but not need

Every truth always hurts
Is bound to hurt
What's needed forever always hurts
Than what's wanted

Don't satisfy their ego
Spill the truth
Let them hear it
Give deaf ear to their lash outs
They need to hear it;
the TRUTH!

IT'S WHAT NEEDED!

Anyways i can't speak for all after all
That's! just what i do and you can see the outcome....
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