There are doors in life, For which we wished we held the keys. so, i beg and pleed with you, "please!" Help me unlock a door, so that my heart won't endure such fees. Some things are not welcome, but, always find their way. The hurt, the pain, the internal sufferings, all useless emotions that make the heart pay. Open the door quickly, then lock it behind. Maybe only then, Will my heart be free of being fined.
Reason for writing:
Sometimes you just feel so overwhelmed with all kinds of things that happen in your life. Sometimes i just want to run and hide. Like hiding behind a locked door, so that my heart doesn't have to endure such pain, and suffering.
Birth sign: Taurus
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