Like a clam
I am
To you-
Always trying
To Pry
Me open-
Getting to the pearl
Or the meat-
What ever will satisfy
Your hunger
at the time-
a child that will never accept no
telling me
You want to feel my pain-
So you reach in
and try to grasp me from the inside-
Your clamy hands
are met
With emptiness
I figured you would try to pull something like this
so I hid my pain
And now as you try to feel it
through my heart
I make it stop
at your touch-
Birth sign: Gemini
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