Saturday, August 13, 2011

The Portrait of My Open Heart

You’ve held the key to my locked heart
And now the door remains wide open,
Vulnerable to pain and rejection
I embrace the pain that I will call my sweetest Cara
You unlocked my heart with much ease as your face was to bear a smile so stunning
You came into me and walked right out
For I am nothing but an empty room to you
Bare and exposed, boring and cold

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