Deep inside there’s joy


If my feelings have no boundary

From which to overflow

They just trickle painfully

Into an invisible black hole


If I’m a ripe fruit full of seeds

That no one will pick and taste

I’ll just rot away –

Or burst


What’s the use in such a strong need to give?

If it’s taken for less than its worth

And I can’t find anyone worth to receive


So I hope, maybe you’re the one

Who sincerely wants to know me?

Inside out is the only way

My flowers can bloom in colors


I could still suffer

The gravity of hurt,

Except it’ll be worth it


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